Definition

One must make a distinction however: when dragged into prominence by half poets, the result is not poetry, nor till the autocrats among us can be “literalists of the imagination”—above insolence and triviality and can present for inspection, imaginary gardens with real toads in them, shall we have it.

Thursday, January 18, 2018

Wordy Thursday with Wild Woman ~ The Tree Sisters




There is a women's movement rising all over the world. Guided by Clare Dubois and her Board of Directors, in the U.K., Tree Sisters: Seeding for Change,   aim to plant a billion trees world-wide this year, and they are well on their way.




58% of the world's animals are gone. We are seeing climate change impacting people, animals and landscapes world-wide. Joanna Macy  tells us, "Do not numb your grief. Feel it, and know you are alive. We are here to save the soul of the earth.  We are meant to be a restorer, not a destroyer, species. We women will love the world back into healing. Our earth is alive and she is powerful." Given some assistance, she can heal.

I believe in the rise of woman-power, in response to where the male-driven model has gotten us. Women nurture life. We get down to the basics of planting trees and food, feeding children, and keeping those children safe. If money that funds the military-industrial complex were used in the cause of social justice, to meet peoples' basic needs, we'd have a good toe-hold on peace. 

Let's plant some poetic trees: love in response to hate, compassion in response to suffering, hope in response to desolation. Tell us how you feel about trees, or perhaps one special tree you love. Or write about Mother Nature, and the effects of climate change. But let's do it with hope, with determination, with the spirit of the women all over the world who are planting those billion trees, who are loving our world back into healing.

Mahatma Gandhi said, "You may never know what results come of your action, but if you do nothing, there will be no result."

Use any form you wish, with as many or few words as you choose. I look forward to reading what you come up with.






Tuesday, January 16, 2018

The Tuesday Platform


Greetings to all poets, wayfarers and friends. We are midway through January and the weather here in Malaysia has taken quite an interesting turn. Due to the constant rain in surrounding areas the temperature has managed to drop to 18 degrees celsius (approximately 66 degrees Fahrenheit) and I couldn't be happier! It's a welcome change from the usual weather which is both dry and humid.

I came across this wonderful reading of "The Love Song Of J. Alfred Prufrock,"read by Anthony Hopkins and couldn't resist sharing it with you guys. There is a dare running through this poem; and the power of his tone and rhythm is as though a beating drum that sounds both haunting and melodious in my head.

If you have any thoughts to share, ideas you wish to release into the wild or a world view to express, then you have come to the right place. Please share a poem of your choice and enjoy the company of your fellow scribes. We look forward to reading you and hope you have a wonderful day ahead.

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