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  • November 23rd, 2007 | 1:53 AM
Poetry Friday & Poetry Friday Round-up

I went looking for a poem that I could connect to my current WIP which is about flying and this one caught my eye because of the title. While I can't connect it in the way I wanted to, I felt moved by it enough to share it. Alfred Kreymborg was an American poet, the son of a couple who ran a cigar store and a lifelong friend of the more famous poet, Carl Sandburg. You can read more about Kreyborg here at Wikipedia.


THE SKY

Is that beautiful old parchment
In which the sun
And the moon
Keep their diary.
To read it all,
One must be a linguist
More learned than Father Wisdom;
And a visionary
More clairvoyant than Mother Dream.
But to feel it,
One must be an apostle:
One who is more than intimate
In having been, always,
The only confidant—
Like the earth
Or the sky.

Alfred Kreymborg (1883–1966) 


THE ROUND-UP
 
If I missed you, please leave a note in the comments and if you are late to the party, never fear and still leave a note so I can add you to the final round-up.


Well I'm in above with "The Sky" by Alfred Kreymborg.  :-)

The Shelf Elf starts things off with a  look at Genevieve Cote's illustrated edition of The Lady of Shalott.

Stacey from Two Writing Teachers shares an original list poem about being thankful.

In with another original poem, Cloudscome at A Wrung Sponge is following Miss Rumphius Effect's poetry stretch in writing an apology poem. 

After a very strange encounter with a spider poem this morning Mary Lee shares "A Noiseless Patient Spider" by Walt Whitman. 

TadMack brings "Those Winter Sundays" by Robert Hayden to the table for us to feast upon.

I'm loving all the creativity Poetry Friday is inspiring. It seems like we are getting more and more submissions of original poems.

John Mutford joins those sharing original poetry with "Written Up: A Novice Poet Down On Paper." 

D.H. Lawrence can be found with Tricia at Miss Rumphius Effect where she shares his poem "At the Window."

Kelly Fineman has some great information about the very poetic Rossetti family including two poems, "Heart's Compass" by Dante Gabriel Rossetti and "Sonnet" by Christina Rossetti.

Jules at 7-Imp has not-shopping and Thomas Merton on the mind today.

Liz Scanlon is in with a little gratitude, a sonnet announcment and a little Rumi. 

Charlotte of Charlottes Library has a plea for help from those familar with the oddities of blogging at blogspot.com. She also shares "Epistle to be left on Earth," by Archibald Macleish. 

Westminster Phase is "Playing" with Mary Oliver.

Ruth challenges you to look at the world through different eyes with  with her post  linking to "Man in a Parking Lot" by Catherine Jagoe and her thoughts on Gwendolyn Brooks poem, "To an Old Black Woman, Homeless and Indistinct" at There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town.

Sheila at Greenridge Chronicles shares a found poem (found on her desk, that is.)

Another original poem very appropriate for Poetry Friday is Magic of Ink by Becky Laney at BLBooks.

Writerjenn has a discussion of a great Marge Piercy book on poetry (and much more). 

A pair of Thanksgiving Poems: "I Ate Too Much Turkey" by Jack Prelutsky and "Giving Thanks" by Eve Merriam courtesy of Shannon Cole at The Cole Mine

Becky at Farm School has Paul Engle's "A Modern Romance", about "a packaged life", which seemed just right for Black Friday. 

Michele at Scholar's Blog is in with her favourite poet - Shakespeare to get us in the mood for winter weather.

You can read "November" by Elizabeth Coatsworth thanks to Suzanne at Adventures in Daily Living. Did you know that each week Suzanne also posts the code for the round-up to be linked to the lovely Poetry Friday button? Thanks, Suzanne.

Crooked House sweetens the day with "Gingerbread Children" by Ilo Orleans.

Marcie at World of Words shares some E.E. Cummings poetry, inspired after reading Catherine Reef's biography of Cummings.

Don't foget to check out Lisa Chellman's review of F E G: Ridiculous Stupid Poems for Intelligent Children, by Robin Hirsch.

A few more late editions (I love this - having them all in one place - so please let me know if you posted something,) 

Kelly at Big A little a is in with some academic haiku.

You can giggle at the The Elf and the Dormouse by Oliver Herford over at Slayground.

And Slyvia Vardell tell us all about the NCTE poetry blast at Poetry for Children.

If I've made any goofs - please let me know so I can correct them.

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Comments

(Anonymous)
November 23rd, 2007 08:21 pm (UTC)
E.E. Cummings
I'm in with E.E. Cummings poetry. I was inspired by reading Catherine Reef's biography of Cummings.
Marcie at World of Words
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