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Poetry Friday, Week 3: What a Week

1/23/2025

 
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Happy Poetry Friday! Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference is hosting Poetry Friday.  She has all sorts of goodness, especially the unveiling of her Brave Zine which you can read it online here. I feel lucky to have three poems in it.
It's been a week, hasn't it? My weekend was  a poetry filled one.  Starting on Friday with a Zoom meeting with Kim Stafford to kick out the #StaffordChallenge. Then 
Saturday morning, I hosted a "Poetry for Persistence" for creatives. We had a chance to talk and write and share.  It was wonderful to be in community with others.  And I continued Saturday with another poetry project. Sunday was my third class with Joan Kwon Glass, an amazing poet who creates space for writing to fall out of you onto the page.  Monday to avoid the television and to be in a sacred space, we drove to Wildwood.

morning drive
wildwood recreation
we follow
green glowy

lichen paths, reach the river
skip stones- we’ll persist
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©jone rush macculloch, 7/365

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We need more community! Join me on Saturday, April 5, 11 AM-1PM EST (feel free to come for all or part) to kick off National Poetry Month.  Details soon!

Poetry Friday, Week 25: Reunion Poem and Link to Virtual Exhibit

6/20/2024

 
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Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference is hosting the first Poetry Friday of summer, Woohoo! I always hope for my friends in education that the summer will be like a snail as it moves along.
Tonight, tomorrow at lunch and Saturday, I will be with friends and acquaintances from Lewis and Clark College.  We all graduated 50 years ago. How is that possible? Parts of me still feels that college age.  I was tasked to share a poem for the dinner tonight.


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Intro to the Poem
 
Friendship is a deep and more sacred connection. —John O Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom.
 
When I was asked last fall to share a poem for this dinner, I knew what I would write. But how does one convey the deep friendship that started 54 years ago. These are among my most important threads of my life tapestry. How do you condense and express that while they are not present daily, we come together as if no time has passed?
 
A touchstone book is the Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom by John O Donohue. I have always spoken of how my dearest friends are ones that I might not see or hear from daily but when we gather, no time has passed. When I read O’Donohue’s book, I finally had a term for it: Anam, the Gaelic word for friendship; cara: the word for soul…soul friend
 
A friend recently said to me that we are at the stage of our life where “loss” wants to take center stage. Some of the loss is out of our hands.  Our attitude plays an important part. However you choose to live hopefully it’s by “Carpe Diem”, or as other friends say  “like there’s no tomorrow or “today is all we got”. 


Places and Portals: Photography, Poems, & Mixed Media Art
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I was selected to show my work in a public space.  Above it the link to see it virtually. Also, I'm meeting some of my college friends before the festivities. The place where the art is has limited hours so am glad we can fit this in today.

Poetry Friday, Week 33: Summer Gifts

8/25/2023

 
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​Today Linda B. at TeacherDance is hosting Poetry Friday.  She is reflecting on the end of summer and the beginning of school and new adventures as some head to college. 
This time of year is always a new year for those in education.  And even when you retire, you feel it.



This week, I'm sharing the gifts of summer; the annual Summer Poetry Swap, organized by the fabulous Tabatha Yeatts.  My swap partners  were from Sarah Grace Tuttle, Marcie Finchum Atkins, 
Carol Labuzetta, Rose Cappelli, and our host, Linda Baie.
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For the poems I sent to my partners, I found lines from their poems and wrote golden shovel poems for each.

For today, I combined their lines and a line I wrote for their poems for a cento, 

Poetry Friday, Week 31: Coming Soon

8/11/2023

 
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Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference is hosting today.  She tried something new  this week: crème brûlée.

Tomorrow I am heading to the Oregon State Fairground to drop off two photos for the Photography Show and two pieces of art for the Fine Art Show.  I also hope to have my poetry ready to go  as well but I can make another trip and bring it next week.  

The Poeming Pigeon: A Journal of Poetry & Art, Volume 13 Release Set for October 13, 2023

I am honored to be in the company of poets James Crews and former Oregon Poet Laureate (and poetry mentor), Paulann Petersen in this issue.  The theme is "Superstition".  
My poem, "Life Threads", shared as an untitled draft  to a poetry challenge response in May 2022, was accepted into this fabulous journal.  Two photos were also accepted into the journal.  

Shawn Aveningo Sanders & Robert R. Sanders, editors, do an incredible job of producing a high quality magazine.  

Currently, The Poeming Pigeon, Issue, 13 is on preorder at the  discounted price of $18.00 until September 15, 2023.  If you would like to order a copy, head over to The Poeming Pigeon.  They have a diverse selection of poetry titles.  

Poetry Friday, Week 18: Skinny Poems Inspired by the book, Things We Do

5/6/2022

 
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Welcome to Poetry Friday, hosted by Jama at Jama's Alphabet Soup. She has a fabulous post with Mom filled poems and remembering her mom is photos.
I love this: "What we wouldn’t give for just one more sip of our mothers’ unconditional love."  Absolutely, Jama.

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Last Friday, I had the pleasure of subbing in a library and the teacher librarian asked if I would do poetry with the fourth and fifth grade classes.  Who's going to turn that down? I've been thinking about ways to use Sylvia Vardell's and Janet Wong's, Things We Do, as mentor text.  When you have to teach in a thirty minute class, it's almost like a poetry slam.
I created a quick presentation of four slides, share a couple of poems from the book. (I really love Jack Prelutsky's "Eat"), introduced and guided the students through writing a skinny poem.  One thing about these poems is flexibility.  Technically, a skinny poem only allows for one word in  lines 3, 4,5 and  7, 8, 9 but we flex that rule little.

Congrats to  Karen Edmisten. She won a copy of Imperfect II. Please email me your address.

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Poetry Friday, Week 13: Imperfect II Book Birthday

3/31/2022

 
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Today is April 1, 2022, the beginning of National Poetry Month.  Heidi at my juicy little universe is hosting all the poetry goodness in the world today.

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Happy Book Birthday, Imperfect II. Thank you Tabatha Yeatts for editing and encouraging people to submit.  So excited to be a part of this collection. Anthologies for the MG audience, 5th-9th grades, are limited.  

Tabatha Yeatts has offered a prize that is swoon worthy. A copy of 3d drawing and optical illusions: how to draw optical illusions and 3d art step by step Guide for Kids, Teens and Students. New edition 
and a set of Staedtler Mars Lumograph Art Drawing Pencils, 12 Pack Graphite Pencils in Metal Case .

It's the perfect prize to go with a sneak peek at Alana Devito's poem, "The Art Teacher Said" which is in this new collection.

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What a great way to begin National Poetry Month.  I hope you'll come back for some great interviews this month.

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BONUS: Fifth Graders Create Art and Poems

ClarePoetry Friday, Week 31: Guest Blog Post with Janet Clare Fagel

8/26/2021

 
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Elisabeth at Unexpected Intersections
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is hosting Poetry Friday today.  It's going to be a fun party as she and others celebrate Jane Yolen's 400th book, Bear Outside.  Poets in the community are writing after the style of Yolen's eight line, rhyming poem, “What the Bear Knows”.

 Join the party, the topic is What the ____ Knows. 



Last week I shared my Poetry Swap from Janet ClareFagel . This week, Janet is my guest blogger.  And it's an honor to share her Summer Swap treasures from Margaret Simon and myself.

​Summer Poem Swap 
By guest blogger Janet Clare Fagal aka Janet F.  August 13, 2021

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For my first foray into Tabatha Yeatts Lonske’s Summer Poem Swap I was lucky to pair up with two wonderful poetry friends, Jone MacCulloch and Margaret Simon. Jone and I have communicated via email and online regularly since we connected years ago. Some day we are planning to meet in person. My first stay at Highlights with Rebecca Kai Dotlitch found me in the cabin Jone had used a few weeks earlier. Reading her entry in the cabin journal made me happy. She was there for a class on verse novels.  I felt right at home. Later Jone started an after school poetry club in her library and I helped her with information from my Poetry on Parade program. She dubbed hers, “Poetry Rocks” and it did.
 When Jone’s envelope arrived I found 3 gems: an erasure poem using the Zentangle format, a beautiful art piece with Jone’s poem and a lovely notebook with a handmade cover, perfect for pocket or purse and collecting idea for new poems. The collaged trio of birds on the cover reminded me that birds of a feather do indeed flock together. Here are some photos of the treasures from Jone.  I have a special spot chosen to place the vibrant plaque, a starburst of color and hydrangea petals accompanied by this poem by Jone: 
                                                                                                                                                     


the sandman
 collects dreaming dust
 from grandma’s
 hollyhock
 burgandy velvet star
 childhood memories
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© Jone Rush MacCulloch
 


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How perfect for the grandma of self-named Superhero, Dazzle Girl and her sidekick Superhero brother, Dragonfly. Thank you so much Jone for these treats!

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My second super Swap with Margaret Simon arrived and in it was a notebook with covers that Margaret painted in an abstract paint, print, and collage design.  I noted sponges, dots from perhaps wide pencils, circles from the bottom of lids or bowls and some feathery strokes in deep green. Atop the initial layers of this work were green crisscross pieces that reminded me of lovely grasses. Its bright yellow, white and greens cheered me and made me want to write in it immediately! The border had these words: “oh happy day “repeating along the edge.
 


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She included a copy of the poem Tonight I am In Love by Dorianne Laux. She said when she read the poem she thought of me as one who supports poetry as literature. From it she created a Golden Shovel poem for me. Here is Dorianne’s poem followed by Margaret’s.  How lucky am I.















This poem sings my song for sure  And I want to shout, “oh happy day!” 

It begins
Tonight, I am in love with poetry, 
with the good words that saved me, 
with the men and women who
uncapped their pens and laid the ink
on the blank canvas of the page.
 
I am shameless in my love; their faces
rising on the smoke and dust at the end
of day, their sullen eyes and crusty hearts,
the murky serum now turned to chalk
along the gone cords of their spines. 
 
And it ends:
They could not have known how I would love them,
worlds fallen from their mortal fingers.
When I cannot see to read or walk alone
along the slough, I will hear you, I will
bring the longing in your voices to rest
against my old, tired heart and call you back.
 
You can find the entire poem here   
From Facts About the Moon ©W.W. Norton & Company, 2006. Reprinted with permission.
Here is Margaret’s Golden Shovel poem:
 
                                                                               Tonight I Write
                                                                a Golden Shovel for Janet
striking line from Dorianne Laux “Tonight I am in love with poetry.”
 
 I stained my arm tonight
 with ink spots from fingers I
drew across a blank page. I am
 falling into the words in
 this poem, in love
with how sounds sing with
harmony and make poetry.
 
© 2021 Margaret Simon

How much do I love this idea of my fingers full of ink spots from caressing all the poems I love? And indeed how the words and sounds sing with harmony and make poetry.  A blessing, this poem and poetry.
 
Also in the envelope were two magnet photos of my grandgirl aka Dazzle Girl and my grandson aka Dragonfly Superhero. They have taken prime position on my fridge holding up artwork. Again, oh happy day!!! Thank you Margaret.
And thank you Tabatha for organizing this. I am so glad I took this plunge! I loved writing for Margaret and Jone and gathering some poetry I felt each would like. I am still smiling about it all.
 

Poetry Friday, Week 24: Poetry Swap Time

6/18/2021

 
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Welcome to Poetry Friday.  We are so close to half way through the year.  Does anyone know how to slow down time? This week Buffy at Buffy Silverman is sharing observations and thoughts about spring time.  I love her photos and what she has cerated with the word 'time'.

Summer means swapping poetry with others.  This past week, I had poetry mail from Tabatha. She has a teaser in her post for Mary Lee a couple weeks ago. Blessings. They are rather fun to write.  This blessing from Tabatha speaks to anyone cultivating words. Yesterday I started collecting the poems that have lived on my blogs since 2006 and it indeed felt like I was a standing in a poem garden,

A blessing for those who cultivate words

by Tabatha Yeatts 
for Jone
 
May the sun find your seeds 
and rain settle on your sprouts 
and may you pick the weeds
of distraction and fear 
from around your precious seedlings.
 
May you invite birds to sing 
on your branches, bees to 
circle your blossoms, and 
praying mantises to stoutly 
guard your growth.
 
May your fingers be nimble
as you stand before rows of bushes,
ripe with the fruit of your imagination.
 
May your feet tread 
gently but firmly as you walk 
the dirt paths between these overflowing bushes,
​holding your words in your hands, 
your pockets, and cradled 
in the bottom of your shirt.
 
May you find the few you need
on the sparse bush that holds words
for hard times, for times when silence
and togetherness
are most necessary.
 
May you stand before 
the one you never 
thought would bear fruit 
and feel the joyous
bewilderment 
of seeing more than you can hold.

My response:
seeds of sprouts
nimble with imagination-
your blossoms

walk dirty paths
hold words in silence
feel joyous

~jone rush macculloch, 2021 draft

#2021NPM 9 April: Meet Debut Author Lisa Fipps

4/8/2021

 
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Welcome to 2021 National Poetry Month. It's my fifteenth year of participating (some years better than others).  
This year I'm taking a look at some previous poems that I enjoyed and will be revising.  Some have been on the blog before and others not.  
I have  five great interviews lined up:
April 2 POETRY FRIDAY: ALLAN WOLF
April 9 POETRY FRIDAY: LISA FIPPS
April 16 POETRY FRIDAY: CHRIS BARON
April 23 POETRY FRIDAY:
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JOANNE ROSSMASSLER FRITZ
April 30 POETRY FRIDAY: LITA  JUDGE

I love getting books into the hands of readers so there will be prizes for stopping by and saying hi.

WELCOME AUTHOR LISA FIPPS

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When I decided to interview novel in verse authors, I wanted to feature a couple of debut authors. Thanks to Sylvia Vardell's fabulous 2021 Sneak Peek post for all poetry books, I discovered Author Lisa Fipps.

I read this book in one sitting. I fell in love with the main character, Ellie, and how she grows throughout the book. I felt the sting of some the Mom comments.  

What led you to write STARFISH? Was there a reason for choosing to write in free verse instead of prose? 
FIPPS: I wrote Starfish because it was the book I needed when I was a kid. I was bullied relentlessly for being fat and struggled with so many emotions from all the bullying. Since I was an avid reader, I turned to books, hoping to read a story like mine, hoping to feel less alone, hoping to find help with how to handle it all. But a book like that was nowhere to be found. I ended up feeling even more alone. More different. I’ve always dreamed of writing for children, so it only made sense for my debut novel to be the book I always needed as a kid. I’m really surprised and saddened that from the time I was a kid until now – all those years – a book like Starfish didn’t exist. We need fat- and body-positive books for kids featuring fat protagonists, especially since nearly 75 percent of adult Americans and a great percentage of kids are fat. I’m starting to see more and more children’s books with fat protagonists, so that makes me happy. There’s still a long way to go, though. I wrote Starfish in verse because that’s just how stories come to me. I like it because it allows me to cut to the emotional core of a story quicker than prose. Using fewer words also gives me that staccato effect I love.
 
Were there characters that were easier or more difficult to write? Were they based on anyone?
FIPPS: Ellie is based a lot on me, so that made it easier to write her story, at least when it came to what happened to her and how she felt. What made it hard was digging up, facing, and reliving past hurts. The dad was hard to write. On a personal level, I have no idea what a dad is like or what it’s like to have a dad. My dad died when I was thirteen months old. A lot of readers love the dad. One reader who found out I grew up without a dad said, “Do you think you wrote the dad you wished you’d had?” And it dawned on me that that’s exactly what I did, without making a conscious effort to do so. Ellie’s dad is the dad I literally daydreamed about having when I was a kid.
 
I loved the images of the starfish and the whales throughout the book. What led you to choosing those images?  I loved the poem “Whaling Wall” when Ellie sees the beauty of humpback whales. 
FIPPS: When you’re fat, there always seems to be this one defining moment when everything changes, the moment you go from being a regular kid/person to being the fat kid/person. For Ellie, that came during her under-the-sea-themed birthday party, where she wore a whale swimsuit. She cannonballed into the pool, creating a big splash. From them on she was called Splash or some synonym for whale. That’s why I used the whale image in the book. The starfish image came from the scene where Ellie starts thinking that maybe it’s okay to be herself, to be seen, to be heard, to take up space. When she’s trying to imagine what that would be like, she stretches out in the pool and takes up all the room she wants. She literally looks like a starfish, with her arms and legs stretched out. When she starts to face the bullies and defend herself, she notices she takes the starfish stance: Arms stretched out and feet more than shoulder width apart. I think that the word starfish and the image that pops into your head when you hear or read it, gives you a perfect visual of being free to take up all the space you want in the world. 
 
Were the images in the first draft or did they appear in later drafts? 
FIPPS: The whale and starfish images were in the story from the beginning, although I added more emphasis to the starfish as I revised. 
 
Do you have a favorite scene or quote from the book? 
FIPPS: I think the scene where Ellie starfishes and says “behold the thing” as she confronts her mom is my favorite. It is the defining moment for Ellie. For their relationship. But it was so emotional for me to think about, let alone write, that I will never read that poem aloud.

​I noticed that use you used the library for some scenes in the book.  How did being a librarian inform you that there needed to be a library in the book? (Being a retired K5 librarian, I notice when books feature a library)
FIPPS: I am the director of marketing for a public library, but I’m not a librarian. I included libraries in Starfish because they were my refuge when I was in school. And, as an avid reader whose family was too poor to buy a lot of books, I visited the school and public libraries all the time when I was growing up. Coming home with a stack of books felt like Christmas.
 
If you were to give a reading, what might you read to the audience?
FIPPS: I always enjoy reading a few poems from the beginning and the poems with Dr. Woodn’t-you-like-to-know. They’re just fun to read.
 
I’ve been taking some classes at the Highlights Foundation with Cordelia Jense. We’ve been discussing what is the definition of a verse novel? What are your thoughts on the definition? (As the once chair of the CYBILS Award Poetry category, we wrestled with where the verse novels belonged in Poetry or in Fiction or their own category.)
FIPPS: To me, anyway, verse is poetry but it’s also its own creature. It’s a living, breathing, changing artform. You can bend and shape it any way you want it. That’s the beauty of it. It really feels like clay in my hands. 
 
What is next up for you?  Do you have any new books in the works?
FIPPS: Like all writers, I’m always writing. Stay tuned to social media for some exciting news in the future.
 
How did you decide on Author Lisa Fipps and not just Lisa Fipps?
FIPPS: Great question! Lisa Fipps is a common name and so is Lisa Phipps. A lot of people spell my name wrong. Fun fact. When I was a journalist, other reporters in the newsroom got sick and tired of hearing me say, “Lisa Fipps. F as in Frank, i, p as in Paul, p as in Paul, S as in Sam” every time I had to leave a message for someone to call me back. I got sick and tired of hearing me say it. You’d think it’d be an easy name to get right. It’s five letters. One syllable. Alas, it is not. I kept track of the misspellings. There were thirty-four, including Slitz, Flips, and Phillips. I thought the most common misspelling would be Phipps. It wasn’t. It was Simpson. I can only guess that people thought of Lisa Simpson from the TV show when I was trying to spell my name. Dunno. Weird. Anyway, I thought if I branded myself as Author Lisa Fipps for my website and social media that it’d help people find me since it is a common name – although, apparently, wretchedly hard to spell. Lol.

Did you read BLUBBER by Judy Blume as a kid?  It's been so long since I've read it, but it came to mind as I read your book.
FIPPS: I didn’t read Blubber when I was a kid. It was a popular book, and I had planned on reading it. But then when we were in line after library time, getting ready to head back to our classroom, a boy saw a girl holding that book and said, “Blubber’s reading Blubber.” The girl wasn’t fat by any stretch. So, I was afraid to be seen reading it, knowing it’d give the other kids another reason to bully me. That’s one reason I chose the title Starfish for my book. It’s not a title that a kid would be embarrassed to be seen carrying or reading. 

Thank you, Lisa, for sharing this book with the world and for allowing me to interview you.  

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​Wondering about my National Poetry Month Project?  Here's what I have been up to since April 1, 2021:
April 1: Welcome and Morning Prayer
April 2:  Interview with Allan Wolf
April 5 Redux: "Outside My Window"
April 6: Sun/Grian
April 7: Adelanto/A Day's Journey
April 8: Wings Redux


Stop by, leave a comment and get entered for book giveaways at the end of the month.
Many thanks to Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference who is hosting Poetry Friday.  She has a great project with translating poems into a second language.

Poetry Friday: Poetry Winter Swap

12/18/2020

 
.Our Poetry Friday community has many ways to connect; every Friday here, poetry collectives that share monthly challenges, the upcoming New Year's Poem Postcard sendoff, and Tabatha Yeatts' summer and Winter Poetry Swap.

This week a package arrive from the east coast and my Winter Swap partner was revealed.  Thank you, Heidi Mordhorst, for this thoughtful poem, "Under her Tree."  It could be a bio-poem about what I care about.  "You'll find" is a terrific repeating line.  She used a photo recently took from Astoria for my trees, don't you love the stars? I need to up my poetry game fir these swaps after this.
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I also learned something about Heidi.  I was unaware of this delicious book, PUMPKIN BUTTERFLY; POEMS FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF NATURE by her and illustrated by Jenny Reynish. It's a perfect addition for my poetry mentor books.
I particularly like the poem, "Winter Linens" which is probably perfect for part of the country today and in which I hope to see sometime this winter.



Winter Linens by Heidi Mordhost

Just water
solid water
just water frozen white

clinging to every leaf and chunk of gravel
lying along every twig and wire
mounding over every stump and silent ball

and in the dawning light
this water frozen white
glows cold and comfort both

as if to step out and lie down in it
to sink into the later that lines the slope of the slide
would be a cozy coming home to bed.

Thank you, Heidi for this wonderful and timely winter swap.  
I wonder what others will find under their trees.


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