28
January

“Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.” – Langston Hughes

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23
January

Poets.org Events Calendar

eventcalendarIf you’re looking for a poetry-related event in your region or are looking to publicize your group’s event, the Events Calendar at Poets.org is a great tool. The calendar allows you to search the large Poets.org database of events by state, date range or keyword. It’s a great way to quickly find poetry events in your area.

If you or your group has an event you would like on the calendar, you can submit the details by clicking the ‘Submit an Event’ link on the left. Fill out all the relevant information and provide contact details, click the submit button and you’re good to go. It’s a great resource for those looking to find or promote poetry-related events.

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22
January

Spirit of Love Poetry – Poems about the Miracle of Love and Life

KDMI confess I’ve been remiss in writing about a wonderful poetry blog recently started by a new friend of mine, Katrine Dal Monte. Katrine is a multi-faceted individual with talents ranging far beyond her poetry. Her new blog, Spirit of Love Poetry is dedicated to love poems and showcases not only her own wonderful work but also that of her friends. When I asked Katrine her plans for her blog, her answer was simple:

“Well, basically, I will continue to add my poems to it, and I will add more friends/poets links to their HubPages and/or blogs, plus if anyone is interested they can add their own love poems to my blog. I’m not trying to monetize on my blog, just to share really.”

Frankly, her’s is a simple and refreshing attitude; a desire to share her own poetry and promote that of her friends. If you enjoy love poems, I encourage you to visit and bookmark Katrine’s blog, Spirit of Love Poetry. Return often, I’m sure the content will be growing fast. When last I checked, Katrine has already devoted six pages to her friend’s poetry. I don’t know about you but I think the web can use more sites like Katrine’s.

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22
January

“A writer’s pen possesses the words a tongue may not.” – Qudsia Pervez

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18
January

It is Homer who has chiefly taught other poets the art of telling lies skillfully. – Aristotle

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16
January

“Easy reading is damn hard writing.” – Nathaniel Hawthorne

writingI saw this quote come across my Facebook newsfeed today. Two years ago I wouldn’t have given it a second thought. Today it struck home. You see, two years ago writing was the farthest thing from my mind. Writing of any kind but especially poetry. In my mind, writers sat before their typewriters (or computers, rather) and the words flew onto the blank page from their minds or hearts or souls or wherever the words were born. Sure, I knew that writers suffered blocks, periods when the words simply weren’t there. But the dam eventually broke and the words flowed forth once again unabated. Filling page after page with the greatest of ease.

Once I’d been bitten by the writing bug, I realized just how naive those thoughts really were. I’ve suffered from periods of writer’s block which did eventually end and the words did again begin to flow. But the truth is that Nathaniel Hawthorne was dead right! Easy reading is damn hard writing! What many non-writers don’t know (and I shudder to consider myself a writer still) is that good writing is rarely easy. Even when the words flow, even with motivation and inspiration present, writing is hard work!

I am reminded of another quote by another fairly famous writer you may have heard of, Oscar Wilde. He said,

“I was working on the proof of one of my poems all the morning, and took out a comma. In the afternoon I put it back again.”

It is like that sometimes. Writers struggle not only with inspiration and story line and character development but with matters of language and grammar, form, style and more. We will labor over the smallest, seemingly insignificant details. We will make a change only to change it back later. Good writing is far more than inspiration, it is perspiration as well. Perspiration is the water that wets the ink well. Gaining this understanding gave me a new and very personal understanding of the phrase “labor of love”. If you write, you know and understand this all too well. If you don’t, then keep this fact in mind and just maybe the next novel or short story or poem you read you will leave you with a greater appreciation for what it took to create it.

Thanks for the inspiration, Terrye!

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8
January

F. Scott Fitzgerald on Poetry

fsf“Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you—like music to the musician or Marxism to the Communist—or else it is nothing, an empty, formalized bore, around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald

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6
January

The Last Few Leaves

The Last Few Leaves

The Last Few Leaves
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Photo: Richard Stephen - 4-Jan-2013

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5
January

A Beautiful Little Blossom

A Beautiful Little Blossom

A Beautiful Little Blossom
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Photo: Richard Stephen - 18-Jan-2013

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4
January

A Random Act of Violence by Rick Stephen

I’ve finally finished a poem after the Christmas holidays pretty much shut me down. Each December I have two weeks off until just after New Year’s Day. I had hoped to have lots of spare time to devote to writing. Unfortunately, this didn’t turn out to be the case.

So it was with a sense of satisfaction that I finally put pen to paper or more accurately fingers to keyboard and started to write yesterday. “A Random Act of Violence” was the result. I’m not quite sure how this poem ended up as it did. The poem was inspired by childhood memories of laying on the snow at night watching new snow fall out of the darkness above. How and why this pleasant experience morphed into this poem I honestly have no idea. Still, I hope it brings a chill to you in an unexpected way. Enjoy!

bloodysnow
A Random Act of Violence

A bed of fresh snow
sends chills down my back
but the will to move
is something I lack

above me snow falls
with nary a sound
twinkling like stars
against blackness profound

they dance and they swirl,
flitter and flutter
on breezes unseen
with millions of others

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