Whats the buzz at the wind vane?

Weathervane is a whimsical word.

from In Lovely Blue

BY FRIEDRICH HÖLDERLIN

TRANSLATED BY GEORGE KALOGERIS

"Up there in the wind, where the wind is not   
Turning the vane of the weathercock,   
The weathercock silently crows in the wind. " -   Wind Vane party

in lovely blue

My thoughts on

La Limpieza

This poem takes you from the Limpieza de sangre to an instructable of How to turn your bleach stained red bathtub white. Or thats just this reader's journey. With a word like Limpieza, the reader will be forced to lookup the meaning, kind of like running around for a beg, borrow, steal and now you have spent some time for the poem. With that hook and images like dove-bone-dirt (When I first heard of bone dry is how I feel of dove-bone-dirt) and russet (red potatoes came to mind). With this tete-a-tete, the poem has lodged in my mind and awaits a knock at a further date. Thoughts during an ambulance blare are universal where they flow like cries between birds when they hear an eagle. JGApoet shows this poem as a filigree of her time-warping abilities.

Mistaking Each Other for Ghosts

The Truth of the Cookie

How to notice a poem

Readers Companion

Notes for 'Where Life is.."

6.14.15

Hand

Fissure

World map

Earth

At a fissure 

parts

Wish to coalesce

Like Zeno’s paradox

6.16.15

Aging of paint

Fades

Peels

Feeds calcium deficient kids

Elements

Paint Failure Dictionary

http://inspectapedia.com/PaintFailure/Paint_Failure_Dictionary.htm

Paint Adhesion loss

A Two tone paint

Is a case of two places

Where two paints failed

To stick

Where two paints repelled

The surface

Fading is a surface effect

http://webfootpainting.com/blog/2011/01/heres-an-interesting-article-about-howwhy-paint-fades/

bricks and paint to flake through expansion and contraction

https://books.google.com/books?id=EOOQiivLVTEC&pg=PA14&dq=fade+paint+art&hl=en&sa=X&ved=0CEMQ6AEwBzgUahUKEwjQjKPL6pXGAhWBnYAKHc86AIw#v=onepage&q=fade%20paint%20art&f=false

bricks and paint breathe

The sun that illuminates the paint

Fades it too

 Where Life is

Robin Coste Lewis

Robin Coste Lewis is a great poet. Read the Pen Ten with Robert Coste Lewis. I enjoyed reading On the Road to Sri Bhuvaneshwari as it was a common ground. The center big piece 'Voyage of the sable Venus' is an experiment in terms of the arrangement of the content from the titles of museum exhibits, but so is every poem. In one when poem, where every scene is in the 'not' frame, I knew something dreaded was coming.
In Verga, a jumbled pantoum, a reverse rubik cube where any move from the horror is only weirder.
Every word of her seems well strained. Most likely poems to be sent to moon, as they represent humanity.
verga

Scattered at Sea

'The Dead Woman's Telephone' poem in the book makes for a good example of a line for Ars Poetica. Its at once specific and general. It resonated with me when I was reading John Berger's line on archives being another way of dead people living.
'Thoughts of Tree at twilight' is how we look at things and think things. Even in 'Bon Courage' when poet Amy Gerstler tries to guides us through the imaginary woods like a docent in a museum, where you are welcome to linger but there's more to look too - but you are there.
'but the forest is our subject, not this young girl'
That sense of being in the poem is what you should read 'Scattered at Sea' for.
The little squiggles on the cover are cute.

berger's view on archives

Sun Symbols in Phoenix

When your skin
is burning
and stepping out
of the car feels like
you are entering
heaven
should the bridges
on freeway have
sun symbols or
umbrellas?

Poetry mags through your library

Your library national poetry month

Brand New Ancients

Liked Brand New Ancients as long as it was abstract in the beginning.

A Man is

A Man is

Painting Successful Watercolours from Photographs

Watercolours from photographs

Poetry Prompts:

1. Removing or Adding elements from photo to painting (Isnt that what memory does?)

2. Imagining a photo in a different season.

3. Work outwards from focal point

Please Excuse this poem

Barbour Street

How to be Drawn

How to be Drawn by Terrance Hayes

In Circling Minds section, I liked these

Self-portrait as the mind of a camera

We should make a documentary about spades

Antebellum house party

Ars poetica for the ones like us

How to Draw a Perfect Circle

Still Life Paintings

Joris Hoefnagel

The collection of life in these paintings in inspiring.

Botanical paintings

Measure for Measure

At Last the Women are moving

Effort at speech
Dusk July
Vermeer at the Frick
For Once, Then, something - those solitary moments
The reemergence of the noose
Lucid waking

Thanks to Measure for Measure, I found my favourite meter to be Sapphics, Alcaics, Hendecasyllabics, Lesser Ionics which I have never heard of before. I mostly enjoy free verse. I tried learning how to write formal poetry using "The ode Less travelled: Unlocking the Poet within" by Stephen Fry. As a creative writing exercise, it was great but now I realise that liking formal poetry is about knowing the meter style that appeals to your inner formalist.

Poetry in Medicine

"The cry of a door is a pitiable thing." - Thomas James, In Fever.
the only parts of the body the same size at birth as they’ll always be.
Mummy of a lady named
Pathology of colours
Ode on my belly button
Fear of Grays Anatomy
Clarinda Harriss
I'm like a rifle that's a little out of date but very accurate: when I love, there's a strong recoil, back to childhood, and it hurts
Epilepsy petit mal

"the plastic tubing whispers blood through

her flesh, .." - Transfusion, Kate Kimball

more brain mashed because of the probe’s braille path;
The Urine Specimen
Ode on my episiotomy

"and the faith of that stranger

who answers when my name is called" - Dennis Nurkse, Things I forget to tell my Doctor
But someone I know is dying- And though one might say glibly, "everyone is," The different pace makes the difference absolute.

"When we are sleeping

alone, and we wake, and the walls are breathing

and they are the company we keep" - Florence Weinberger, Getting in Bed With a Man who is sick.

"Count Dracula was right, she says it (blood) makes you look good" - Harvey Shapiro

poetry prompt

1. Nude Descending. Write  a poem with a title after a painting title or inspired by it.

Poems that make grown men cry

She was deep within herself, like a woman heavy with child
Ithaka
Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad
Peer Gynt: The Priest's Monologue
while grass and buildings and the somnolent river, who know they are allowed to last forever,
- Not all rivers are allowed to last forever. Our village's river has dried up.
That everything's remade With shovel and spade;
No painting had ever made me cry
The mercury sank in the mouth of the dying day. What instruments we have agree The day of his death was a dark cold day.
"Paternal Love will only use Force in the last resort On those too bumptious to repent."
So many poems about the deaths of animals. Wilbur’s toad, Kinnell’s porcupine, Eberhart’s squirrel,

Map

Museum

Ballad
Understanding Wislawa Szymborska
Conversation with a stone

".. lake
that goes unnamed
and doesnt exist on this earth, just as the star
reflected in it is not in the sky."  - Water

Fish to Fish
Inventor of Zero

"The boat from which he stepped into the world, into un-eternity" - Born

Census

The legend of Owl was a baker's daughter in Beheading

children of  Vietnam

Thomas Mann

The Cave

Map Collected and Last poems of Wislawa Szymborska begins with her work from 1944. I am glad I stuck to the book. From Salt 1962 is when I started reading the book with fire. From then on, each poem had something to offer.
If the poet Wislawa Szymborska were a painter, her painting would be a montage that morphs from a hyperrealistic painting to a revelatory painting, retaining only the necessary objects.
Her poems deal with plain opposites - In 'To My Heart, On Sunday' - its the restlessly working heart on Sabbath rest day.
Her poems deal with movement - In 'The Acrobat' - movement in time (present and future) and space. Sometimes calculated like this and other times, its a huge push to future of

"Nothing - but after us,
who were here before
and ate our hearts
and drank our blood" - Cave poem

Her poems, zoom in on a single in a multitude in 'Snapshot of a Crowd'

Her poems use literary devices like alliteration, string of words
"Moraines and morays and morasses and mussels,
the flame, the flamingo, he flounder, the feather-" - Birthday poem
Her poems usually a page and a half long arrive by the end of the page, the next half is a bonus. Unlike some poets, you dont have to wait
till the end.

poetry prompt

1. write an  Inverted poem
2. write a Soliloquy
3. I prefer earth in civvies. Write a 'I prefer' poem.
4. I am Tarsier. Write from a different point of view.
5. To my heart on Sunday. Heart works endlessly even on Sabbath rest day. Any such opposites strike you?
6. The Acrobat places the performer in time and space, weaves through it as he moves. Are you amazed by any movement?
7. Snapshot of a Crowd. Multitude to a single. Can you zoom in on a tree in  a forest, grain in sand?
8. Dinosaur Skeleton. Addressing in many different ways, mocking the addressed.
9. Pi

Ten Windows

On Ten Windows
Language wakes up in the morning on poetrys speaking

1. The stillness of the world before Bach . What will your 'before' poem be on?

From the New world

Masaccio's expulsion
Linda Pastan and Jorie Graham