Laura at Small Reads for Brighter Days is hosting Poetry. She is previewing her project for National Poetry Month. She's invited others to play along. It sounds fun and engaging.
Speaking of National Poetry Month, I will be sharing poem videos written by poetry friends. These poems were donated to my students at Texas Women's University for a midterm project. I am very excited to see these poems come to life.
Last month, I participated in another collaborative effort with Spark 54. This project is organized by the fabulous Amy Souza. She paired me with Bianca Schrader who shared the following poem:
Temples By Bianca Schrader
All things beautiful
All things sacred
All things worshiped, holy in quiet spaces.
Sun-dappled anything. Curls of steam out of a favorite cup. Piles of books, some to be read,
some just hopefuls.
Cards from close friends.
All things ordinary. All things precious, placed with purpose.
All stories to tell.
Soft light, quiet mornings.
Late for work, out the door.
Company is coming, sweep the ﬂoor.
So that they may take their shoes oﬀ.
Make yourself at home in mine. I’ll make it comfortable.
I’ll try to let you in once you’ve entered!
This is my church. I’m the god worshiped here
and so are you.
we are the same, you just built your church a little diﬀerently.
All things beautiful.
we are the same, you just built your church a little diﬀerently.
All things beautiful.
This is my response to Bianca's poem. Mixed media.
To see my Inspiration piece, "Portals" and Bianca's response poem, "Windows", visit Spark.
Only a Month Away, Invitation: April 14, 2023 Classic Found Poetry Palooza
Poetry Friday, Week 51: Collaborating with Fernanda Valentino and A Link to The Poeming Pigeon Reading
Welcome to a cold and breezy Poetry Friday. I hope you have a warm fire or something warm to drink as you enter this special community. And thanks to Irene at Live Your Poem for hosting us all this Friday before Christmas Eve and Day.
May this weekend be filled with magic and mystery for all who celebrate.
Besides collaborating with Linda Mitchell for Spark 53, I reached out to some new poetry friends. Fernanda Valentino shares a poem in What is a Friend edited by Sylvia Vardell and Janet Wong. She volunteered to write a response to this photo I took in Glencoe, Scotland.
Heavy clouds cascading
Looming low, they skim
And brush these emerald valleys
With winter's thick, cold kiss.
Laden with burdens
The storm clouds linger, dense
Their damp and dewy fingers
Caress this desolate place.
As sunlight struggles through
Each day another battle
For sunbeams, pale and new.
What is this lonely, far-flung place?
What does this small hut ponder?
What secrets does it hide?
What memories dwell inside?
Let the clouds become nostalgic
And the darkness dissipate
To reveal the face of Spring
Impart her warm embrace.
This isolation's fleeting
The time must surely come
When the soothing voice of Spring
Whispers “Welcome home”.
Are you thinking of a One Little Word for 2023? I have been. Last Saturday, I met Pamela Sue Johnson, a local mixed media artist at The Procrastinator's Market (on of my favorite event in December) It turns out she's offering an online class to create an art piece with your2023 word.
I've signed up. I also bought a journal with this art as it has my word, flourish, from 2021.
Welcome to Poetry Friday. Only Two more Fridays after today in 2022. Karen at Karen Edmisten*.
Today I have a collaboration with Linda Mitchell. We shared pieces with one another for Spark 53.
Dreams In Between
By Jone Rush MacCulloch
Letters are small angels flying in between — Anne Wynne, from “Letters are Small Angels”
The queen dreams of letters,
written by cardinals in deep winter. Are
words written by the divine lost? Small
messages from everyday angels
found tucked in each envelope. I am flying
in the alleyways, a queen in
rainbow wings, delivering letters and dreams in between.
Last Call for 2023 New Year Postcards
Won't you join us? We have about 9 of us exchanging postcards. Sign up for the 2023 New Year Postcard Exchange. Send five, send ten or send to all. Did you know there are 17 days until 2022 ends? Woohoo! Let's celebrate the New Year with a New Year Postcard? In Japan, it’s called Nengajo, a Japanese custom of ushering in the new year.How It Works:
Welcome from across the pond. I am currently in Ireland but planned this post in advance. I will most likely be on hiatus until July.
Michelle at Michelle Kogan is hosting us today. I love Michelle's work. And I am tempted to take an online class from her.
This week I am sharing the second of inspiration pieces that Linda Mitchell sent me. It is a poem, "Coda". It's fitting that next week we will move into summer and so this is our final "spring' Friday.
scarred by ice, snow and wind.
Scarred by ice, snow and wind
red bud waves fuchsia with survival pride.
Red bud bears notes from our sun
Written in invisible ink.
invisible ink revealed by rain
Wintertime is done let us turn toward spring
Spring reveals herself in rain soaked woods
singing to herself.
From woods to shore bluebells hum
a rising chorus to answer Spring
Spring responds – waits a beat for the trees
Now green, these trees are winter wise.
© 2022 Linda Mitchell
Buffy at Buffy Silverman is hosting Poetry Friday today. I was excited to see beautiful lady slipper s on her blog and notice of her new book this fall. How exciting.
I recently had the fun opportunity to participate in Spark 51. I asked Linda Mitchell to partner with me on the project. Since we both wanted to send each other an art inspiration piece and a poem inspiration piece, we ended up with four projects. LOL! Today I'm sharing my response to Linda's art inspiration piece. It provided me with the opportunity to delve into Amanda Gorman's Call Us What We Carry for a cento poem.
A cento, a poem created of lines and phrases from other previously written poems like a collage. Like a collage, perfect for the mixed media collage that Linda sent me.
Penning a Letter
Penning a letter to the world as a daughter of it
We are walking beside our ancestors
Every time we fall heart-first into the news,
Life is not what is promised
The heart chambered by grief
Life, a page, we are only legible when opened to another
We rebuild, reconcile, and recover
We cannot possess hope without practicing it
Reading children’s books, dancing alone to a DJ music
We shall only learn when we let this loss, like us sing on & on ~
Call us what we carry
If only we’re brave enough to be it
©jone rush macculloch, 2022
The lines are from Call Us What We Carry by Amanda Gorman, 2021:
1. “Ship’s Manifest
2. ”School’s Out”
7. “The Hill We Climb”
8. “Every Day We are Learning”
9. “The Miracle of Morning”
11. “Call Up”
12. “The Hill We Climb”
Today Margaret at Reflections on the Teche is hosting Poetry Friday. And we are sharing collaborative posts.I decided to once again participate in SPARK, organized by Amy Souza. ( participated in SPARK 27 with an Inspiration piece and a Response piece).
If you are not familiar with this creative community, please check it out. For times a year, writers, musicians, and visual artists are invited to participate in a 10-day project round. As a participant
you create a new work by using someone’s art, writing or music as inspiration. And you have work with someone you know if you wish.
I put the call out to the group of friends and Margaret responded. She sent me today’s poem and I created a mixed media response. I sent Margaret a photo from the California Redwoods and she wrote a poem for it. She's sharing her response on her blog today.
This is the inspiration from Margaret:
Notes in a Locker
who she wanted to become.
A note dropped into a locker
scribbled in cursive,
curly letters to sign her name.
who she was.
When notes became soggy
tissue floating in the river
buried beneath the flood,
we climbed out on Easter morning.
who she wanted to be.
Her blonde Dorothy Hamill haircut
flirted with the boys
just wanting to be loved.
who she is
daily walking from
cocoon of sleep
into full moon rising,
This was great fun. I will admit to some anxiety of getting it perfect. But I went with my heart and gut. The funny thing is that after reading Margaret’s poem, an image of a red locker came to me. It surprised me upon re-reading her poem that while it said ‘locker’, the word red was nowhere in the poem. I noted these words in Margaret’s poem:
Note scribbled in cursive
Floating on the river
Dorothy Hamill haircut (those of us of a certain age had this haircut, “The Wedge”)
Full moon rising
My process for the mixed media was to create some painted papers. I have my great-grandfather’s letters from the Civil War, 1863 in cursive. I printed them and added paint. The red frame is from a gardening book. While I didn’t have a magazine photo of Dorothy Hamill, I was able to find an image and hide it in the painted papers.
To see them on the SPARK website:
Jone MacCulloch, Inspiration piece and How Do We Stand? By Margaret Simon,
Notes in a Locker By Margaret Simon, Inspiration piece and Jone MacCulloch
SPARK 48 happens in August. It’s a great way to play in art. This is something that I am trying to do more of since retirement.
All photos and poems in these blog posts are copyrighted to Jone Rush MacCulloch 2006- Present. Please do not copy, reprint or reproduce without written permission from me.
2023 Progressive Poem
April 1 Mary Lee Hahn, Another Year of Reading
April 2 Heidi Mordhorst, My Juicy Little Universe
April 3 Tabatha, The Opposite of Indifference
April 4 Buffy Silverman
April 5 Rose Cappelli, Imagine the Possibilities
April 6 Donna Smith, Mainely Write
April 7 Margaret Simon, Reflections on the Teche
April 8 Leigh Anne, A Day in the Life
April 9 Linda Mitchell, A Word Edgewise
April 10 Denise Krebs, Dare to Care
April 11 Emma Roller, Penguins and Poems
April 12 Dave Roller, Leap Of Dave
April 13 Irene Latham Live You Poem
April 14 Janice Scully, Salt City Verse
April 15 Jone Rush MacCulloch
April 16 Linda Baie, TeacherDance
April 17 Carol Varsalona, Beyond Literacy Link
April 18 Marcie Atkins
April 19 Carol Labuzzetta at The Apples in My Orchard
April 20 Cathy Hutter, Poeturescapes
April 21 Sarah Grace Tuttle, Sarah Grace Tuttle’s Blog,
April 22 Marilyn Garcia
April 23 Catherine, Reading to the Core
April 24 Janet Fagal, hosted by Tabatha, The Opposite of Indifference
April 25 Ruth, There is no Such Thing as a God-Forsaken Town
April 26 Patricia J. Franz, Reverie
April 27 Theresa Gaughan, Theresa’s Teaching Tidbits
April 28 Karin Fisher-Golton, Still in Awe Blog
April 29 Karen Eastlund, Karen’s Got a Blog
April 30 Michelle Kogan Illustration, Painting, and Writing