Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Saturday, April 26, 2025

Why would anyone


  I

It is pouring cats and dogs, why would anyone
The gutter is full of overflow, why would anyone

We voted it down last year, nothing has changed,
apartments are still being built, why would anyone 

Our Federal administration is ignoring the law, challenging 
Our rights, challenging our way of life, why would anyone

This room has an air filter cranking along, legacy from 
pandemic days, lessons learned likely forgotten, why would anyone

In the moves toward a perfect union, it used to be one man,
one vote, then it became pay to play, why would anyone

Citizens united, an oxymoron if there ever was one, created
a new personage which allowed dollars to flow, why would anyone


  II

“They're eating the cats and dogs” became a campaign meme
yes, the gullible voters lapped that up, why would anyone

Sitting, writing, in the quiet of the room reserved which
less took advantage of than could, so I did, why would anyone

Women were added to the one man one vote, other rights were established
along the way as “settled law”, now turned back, why would anyone

The sense of joint actions of the people, by the people, for the
people, created our commonwealth, why would anyone

The drive of social media to capture and maintain the eyeballs
attention a diversion from reality, is concerning, why would anyone

Even in a circle of friends, surprising how few knew of this or that,
or where to go, and get this, or that, why would anyone

So Sherlock, what are you going to do now? Strive for more attention 
to what matters, or call it a day? Why would anyone




Written while waiting for someone to participate in the Favorite Poem Reading at the Franklin Library. No one did, so this was successfully completed. Thank you!


Thursday, April 30, 2009

Friday, March 13, 2009

Free Verse: Poetry in the Wild

From an email received this week:



Free Verse: Poetry in the Wild

Call for Submissions: Poetry and Photo Project

Inspired by the 2009 National Poetry Month Poster which features lines by T. S. Eliot written in a fogged window, the Academy of American Poets invites you to capture and share verse in ephemeral ways.

Recreate a favorite poem off the page and contribute it to the Free Verse project. Write lines on a sandy beach, assemble twigs on a hillside, or chalk the sidewalk. Take a photo before it disappears and post it in the Free Verse group page on Flickr, on the Academy's Fan Page on Facebook, or email your photo to freeverse@poets.org. Include the source of your lines in the photo caption.

All photos posted by April 15 will be automatically entered to win the new Poem in Your Pocket anthology and a commemorative piece of jewelry by San Francisco designer Jeanine Payer, who specializes in hand-engraving lines of poetry on earrings, necklaces, and other items. Selected entries will also be featured on Poets.org.


This has been relatively quiet but with April around the corner, should be getting busier. I plan on writing a daily sherku in April.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

strike sparks

Each poem whole tendrils
Of memory, this book careful
Selection to strike sparks



A short form book review of Sharon Olds' Strike Sparks: Selected Poems, 1980-2002

I had the pleasure of seeing/hearing Sharon at the Dodge Poetry Festival 2004

What is a sherku?

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Poem in Your Pocket Day - April 17th



Celebrate the first national Poem In Your Pocket Day!

The idea is simple: select a poem you love during National Poetry Month then carry it with you to share with co-workers, family, and friends on April 17.

Poems from pockets will be unfolded throughout the day with events in parks, libraries, schools, workplaces, and bookstores. Create your own Poem In Your Pocket Day event using ideas below or let us know how you will celebrate Poem In Your Pocket Day by emailing npm@poets.org.

In this age of mechanical and digital reproduction, it's easy to carry a poem, share a poem, or start your own PIYP day event. Here are some ideas of how you might get involved:

  • Start a "poems for pockets" give-a-way in your school or workplace
  • Urge local businesses to offer discounts for those carrying poems
  • Post pocket-sized verses in public places
  • Handwrite some lines on the back of your business cards
  • Start a street team to pass out poems in your community
  • Distribute bookmarks with your favorite immortal lines
  • Add a poem to your email footer
  • Post a poem on your blog or social networking page
  • Project a poem on a wall, inside or out
  • Text a poem to friends
  • Wednesday, March 12, 2008

    Sunday, February 17, 2008

    The origin of sherku

    The concept/idea for sherku came to fruition during the 2006 Dodge Poetry Festival at Waterloo Village. There were multiple threads that managed to weave themselves together during those four eventful days.

    I knew Patti Digh had done book reviews in haiku. One of my favorite writers, she is a great writing inspiration. She was unable to attend the Festival but was on my mind as I looked for an opportunity to obtain an autograph from Billy Collins for her. Fortunately, I did manage to do that and she was most pleased.

    Billy Collins told the story of his creation of a new type of poem, the paradelle. It was done in fun as a parody of the villanelle and when published referenced a note giving it "some historical authenticity". Billy was surprised when some time later, he got a call from someone looking to put together an anthology of paradelles.

    As a blogger, one of the early lessons I had picked up along the way was to find a term that defined you, that you could own. This term could help drive the search engines your way. I have struggled with this effort to define the singular me. What would that word be? Steve's 2 Cents reflected 'the value add' I attempt to apply. What could I do with that?

    During the Festival, I met and had a wonderful talk with the wandering poet, Edmund Charles Baranowski. He had challenged me during the discussion to recite a poem that I knew by heart. I did manage to recall one of my originals (Orange numbers). When I met up with him the next day I surprised him with a sherku that I had written for him.

    Yes, sometime during that day, after the talk with Edmund, it all came together. The festival music had something to do with it.

    Then I tried explaining what a sherku was. I started with:

    What is sherku?
    A new variation on haiku.

    Why a new variation?
    Hey, why not. I just took the classical form of haiku and made it my own.

    What do you mean to accomplish?
    Writing on difficult things by focusing, by boiling down to the essence of the fewest words.

    What is so different from haiku?
    There are conventions that haiku follow, I will deviate as necessary.

    So what will you write about?
    Well, sherku will be the catchall. My running will be ruku. My work related will be busku. My educational will be edku. My hitchhiking will be hitchku. And there may be other variations on this but I think you get the idea.

    I think you are crazy.
    You are entitled to your opinion.

    Do you have any written yet?
    Yes. One, two, three.

    While the extensions (booku, ruku, edku, etc.) sounded like fun... I did not proceed that way. The singularity of sherku was going to be what I needed.

    I expanded the explanation to:

    I introduced sherku earlier and need to respond to an inquiring mind. Instead of burying my response in a comment (which I did) I also decided that there might be value to put it out in the open as well.

    The question was:
    Well, I'm not good at poetry. Not to mention haiku. But, really, will you write more in-depth about this sherku of yours -- and how it related with haiku -- for a very novice kinda guy? I'd like to learn about it.

    The initial answer is:
    Well, it is somewhat "tongue in cheek" but very much like haiku. It differs in that is my spin on creation. I add my "2 cents worth" to it. I follow the standard form and convention somewhat and deviate as necessary.

    For example, while convention calls for 17 syllables, I prefer to recommend 19.
    Why 19?
    Well, 17 is confining, 19 provides more (recall 2 cents). 19 is also a number from a card game called "Cribbage" where 19 is an impossible score to achieve.

    Trying to condense a feeling, an image to some number (19 in this case) is an impossible task (recall Cribbage score) to try but try we must.

    Or as Yoda says: "Do, or not do, there is no 'try'".


    I then created some instructions:

    Sherku Instructions

    It is easy enough to start
    You are out somewhere
    Wherever something catches your eye
    You take a picture
    Frame it in your mind’s eye
    Then begin the
    Linguistic gymnastics
    You have trained for since birth
    Take your pen
    Dip it into the dictionary
    Find the word
    Just that shade
    Just that luster
    Just that sound
    So that when they open the book
    Turn to this page
    Read these words aloud
    They step into the frame
    Feel the breeze on their arm
    In the shade of the hemlock grove
    Hear the hissing along the trail
    And stop
    To see the snapping turtle


    I defined sherku in sherku format:

    seventeen is not enough but
    two more makes nineteen
    still an impossible goal

    and then most recently:

    focus your writing, say it
    all concentrated in just
    nineteen syllables

    and further updated on 6/9/09


    focus your message, say it
    all concentrated in just
    nineteen syllables



    Updated 2/23/10 - found on the page for Bingo in wikipedia
    "The most chips one can place on a Bingo board without having a Bingo is 19, not counting the free space. In order for this to happen, only one empty cell can reside in each row and each column, and at least one empty cell must be in each diagonal, for instance:"

    Thursday, September 20, 2007

    Advent VI

    This Advent
    remember the night
    its dream woven
    darkness

    remind yourself
    of the morning
    warmth that
    follows the light

    tell yourself
    everyday is a
    birth day
    and live
    that way


    December 1982

    Wednesday, September 19, 2007

    Advent V

    Dig
    Dig again
    life the load
    of cold crystals
    out of our way

    Dig again
    and again
    the shovel alternates
    light and heavy
    as moisture sinks
    running relentlessly
    in streams down the road

    Dig again
    and again
    we must work
    as least as relentlessly
    to prepare the way
    this Advent



    December 1981

    Tuesday, September 18, 2007

    Advent IV

    This Advent
    as the burden
    seems to increase
    we must adjust
    make do

    Like an injury
    it reaffirms the necessity
    of humdrum
    monotonous chores
    that have become
    so much a part
    of our day
    that they are
    almost forgotten

    Be thankful
    for remembering them

    Be thankful
    for the ability
    to act

    Be thankful
    for shoulders




    December 1981

    Monday, September 17, 2007

    Advent III

    This Advent
    the world presents us
    with many problems
    over which we have
    so little control

    with even the sun
    at its furthest point
    from us, we must
    turn to each other
    for warmth, for
    help, for love

    The little we can
    do, will be our
    hope, our chance
    for salvation



    December 1979

    Saturday, August 04, 2007

    sherku: LJ's Shameless Lion

    strong forward stride, manely eyes
    lion hearted words crafted
    springs poetic pride



    What is a sherku?

    In response to LJ Cohen's challenge.

    For LJ Cohen who writes at Once Upon a Blue Muse

    sherku: The Sundering

    swords clash, Darkhaven blood flows
    bane wreckers sundered
    derivative fantasy



    a short form book review of Jacqueline Carey's The Sundering


    What is a sherku?

    The Scorecard

    It's my father's fault.
    answers to math questions in an instant
    Cost accountant, meticulous rows of figures

    kept score for the family card games
    columns of names and numbers
    tallied for the winners and players

    diabetic diary, daily food intake
    peanut butter toast, mashed potatoes
    dog eared book, calories for each

    so I'm at the festival
    scribbling who spoke in order
    what poem was read

    can go back to 2004, 2002 even
    words, images, scenes called forth
    and the festivals come alive

    Bly on the mound, Barks at bat,
    Paul Winter on deck, early morning Rumi
    the pitch, and it's a home run!



    For Gerald Sherlock


    The audio version of this can be found here

    Waterloo sherku (Edmund)

    sandaled wanderer
    coupling poetry with voice
    giving creates a tension


    for Edmund

    The audio version of this can be found here

    Waterloo sherku (LJ Cohen)

    Waterloo watershed
    internet trail connected
    once in a Blue Muse


    for LJCohen

    The audio version of this can be found here

    Waterloo sherku (Lori Cotler and Glen Velez)


    giving rhythm voice
    bright mums awakening
    kindred spirits ta da le in

    For Lori Cotler and Glen Velez


    The audio (podcast) version can be found here

    Waterloo sherku

    haiku lowku
    what was said to the rose
    along Waterloo Road


    The audio (podcast) version of this can be found here

    What was said to the rose

    What was said to the rose that made it open?
    I am jealous of the chrysanthemums lining the stage
    no wonder they are increasing in bloom and color


    The audio version of this can be found here