Poetry Friday, Week 4: #smallpoemsjanuary and a Cascading Poem Draft

1/27/2023

Welcome to Poetry Friday,. Jan at Bookseed Studio has the hosting duties this week. She is sharing poetry goodness with Sharon LoveJoy.

The Poetry Challenge this week is Cascade Poems.

The full moon was on January 6, 2023. Early in the morning of January 8, I was walking the dog and caught this image (which Margaret Simon used for #thisphotowantstobeaphoto)

This was my response as in 1953, it was a full moon the day of my birth.

I decided to play with this #smallpoemjanuary as a Cascade poem. Below is the draft.

Born on a Wolf Moon

Her pregnant mother watches
The push and pull of moon phases
A daughter born on a wolf moon

She doesn't always follow the pack
Reads the tidal charts instead
Her pregnant mother watches

Notices winter's silent sleep stirring
Feels the tug of spring roots
The push and pull of moon phases

Her words becomes colors
She enters a new decade
A daughter born on a wolf moon

© 2023, draft Jone Rush MacCulloch

tanita link

1/27/2023 10:16:11 am

WOW, that's so mystical, especially that last about her words becoming colors. There's such a story here. And I'm envious of you making the three-line form work - I just couldn't. Thanks for joining the fun today!

Jone

1/27/2023 10:21:29 am

Tanita,
I am currently working on art pieces that express words as colors. See this post to see the color of curious: https://www.jonerushmacculloch.com/blog/poetry-friday-week-2-my-olw-reveal

Mary Lee

1/27/2023 11:12:38 am

Your poem almost reads like a series of linked haiku! So magical!!

Linda Mitchell

1/27/2023 02:57:40 pm

What a great poem. I love the energy of all the movement: push and pull, tug of spring roots, watching. All a bit mysterious. Nice, Jone.

Michelle Kogan link

1/27/2023 09:35:25 pm

I also like your line "her words become colors," the whole poem is very mystical and magical, as is the image, thanks Jone!

Heidi Mordhorst link

1/28/2023 03:50:45 am

Jone, one of the reasons I'm drawn to this form (and most of the ones that repeat lines) is the way they can become incantatory with the right word and line choices. That's how this one feels to me, that the push and pull of the moon phases are echoed in the rhythm and colors of the lines. Nice one!

Laura Purdie Salas link

1/28/2023 04:51:24 am

This feels so mystical but also so personal! Beautiful, Jone!

Linda Baie link

1/28/2023 07:43:57 am

Love the idea of all that involves "a mother's contemplation", Jone. You've shown it beautifully & that photo is gorgeous!

Carol Labuzzetta link

1/28/2023 08:19:17 am

Jone, I've never heard of a cascade poem until this week, as you all shared your work. I think your's is beautiful - pregnancy is a special time and we assign meaning to all sorts of things during it. Thank you for sharing this.

Kay Jernigan McGriff link

1/28/2023 01:41:56 pm

Your photo inspired a poem for me a couple of weeks ago. It is spectacular. I love the cascade poem you wrote.

Marcie Flinchum Atkins link

1/28/2023 04:48:41 pm

So many lovely lines in this poem. I particularly loved "Notices winter's silent sleep stirring."

PATRICIA J FRANZ link

1/29/2023 06:02:06 am

Jone, I enjoyed this short poem when I saw it last week on Margaret's site; really love how you expanded it. The cascade form fits it well with the repeating lines/images. Beautiful, again!

janice scully link

1/29/2023 05:37:27 pm

Very mysterious, Jone! I believe the wolf moon idea is Celtic in origin? I was interesting seeing the form in tercets.

Karen Edmisten link

1/30/2023 06:17:08 am

I echo others about the mystical feel of this one! And I love the way you evoked the waiting and watching of pregnancy. Lovely!

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