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www.jonerushmacculloch.com/mixed-media-artMarcie at Marcie Flinchum Atkins has the round up this week. Her post is inspiring with the goals for 2024. I love her idea to visit 24 independent bookstores! And her word is perfect: GROW.
I was away last week, at the coast, so I missed. My word for 2023 was CURIOUS. And is was a great year for that word. Ways I was CURIOUS:
I am always excited when Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference puts the call out for the poetry swaps.
This year, I exchanged with Tracey at Tangles and Tails. When her package arrived, I was in the process of finishing her swap to mail . So I made myself wait until I mailed hers. What a delight! I should have photoed the wrapping which was so very precise and gorgeous (Wrapping gifts is not my jam). And this card! See the envelope? It's narrow. And then it opens up into this amazing piece of art. It's like the book, The Jolly Postman by Allan Ahlberg! Included were 2 books, fabulous chocolate from Connecticut, and Washi tape. These treats were so special. Thank you Tracey so much for your generosity. An Invitation
Last spring, I had an incredible opportunity to teach a poetry course for librarians getting their master's degree at Texas Women's University. I had student create videos of poems from this Poetry Friday Community and beyond. Originally, I was teaching the class for just last spring. then this fall I was asked to teach again. So I am in need of poems again. I would love to have at least 30 for student choice. In April, I will post here. Look up April 2023 for examples. Please consider sharing a poem for student use:
Poetry Friday, Week 50: Ring the Bells, The Round Up is Here Plus Winter Poetry Swap Goodness12/16/2021
Welcome. I am so happy to be hosting today. I am looking forward to reading all the fabulous posts that our community shares.
Did you write a Cento poem for the Inklings? Did you write to the #PoetryPals prompt about that includes bells? Do you have happy news or the sharing of poems or poets. No matter what, you are welcomed here.
The #PoetryPals challenge this month is writing a poem about bells. It instantly made me think of a couple of bell poem ideas. However, the one that most resonated with me was one from my childhood. It must have been when I was in third or fourth grade. Late at night I heard the jingling of sleigh bells from outside when I was supposed to be asleep. It was most likely Christmas Eve. I grew up in a house that until seventh grade, the tree (one from a SoCal tree lot) was not put up until after my brother and I went to bed on Christmas Eve when Santa brought it and the presents.
I recently wrote what I call the “Double Golden Shovel” for my winter poetry swap person using two of their poetry lines to bookend the lines. I borrowed some words from the poems that spoke to me. This week, I found Edgar Allan Poe’s poem, The Bells to select lines from. Confession: I slightly altered two of the words for a better fit in the lines. From the poem, The Bells by Edgar Allan Poe On Christmas Eve To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells By the side of the pale-faced moon To wake at midnight by the faint jingling and tinkling of bells. The tintinnabulation from the rooftop out-side that tells me of Santa’s arrival. His boots of so much magic-the secret for walking in silence. The musically clanging and twanging of reindeer, careful not to disturb pale-faced Well tucked-in dreamers who slumber in Runic rhyme by the moon. ©Jone Rush MacCulloch
Last Call to Join the New Year Poetry Postcards Event
Won't you join us? We have about 10 at the party so far and there's room for more. Sign up for the 2022 New Year Postcard Exchange. Send five, send ten or send to all.
Did you know there are 15 days until 2021 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:
.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.   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.  Poetry Friday goodness is found at Michelle at Michelle Kogan. Please head over there and see what else is happening in our poetry universe.
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