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NaPoWriMo 30/30 April 30, 2018

April 29, 2018

 “A poem begins with a lump in the throat; a homesickness or a love sickness. It is a reaching-out toward expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A complete poem is one where an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.” ― Robert Frost

NaPoWriMo Writing Prompt for April 30, 2018

Ta Da!  This is it.  The end of NaPoWriMo 2018.  The last official prompt for the 2018 National Poetry Month challenge.  I know the prompts inspired by challenge or by guilt at least a couple of poets out there reading this blog.  It was particularly tough for me to find the time to do this blog and write poems every day plus run the bookstore.  But…sometimes it’s fun and there’s a bit of a sense of accomplishment too.  Wrap up tomorrow and my final two prompt poems.

NaPoWriMo – 30/30 –  Poem-a-Day prompt for April 30, 2018

Prompt 30 – Something old, something borrowed, something blue — Our poem will be 8 to 12 lines. Every other line (lines 2, 4, 6 and 8 and possibly 10 and 12) will be brand new lines that you write. One or more of these lines will include something blue.

For lines 1, 3, 5, 7, and possibly, 9 and 11 use lines from two to three of the poems you have written in the last 30 days.

Keep Writing!

“Write what disturbs you, what you fear, what you have not been willing to speak about. Be willing to be split open.”  ― Natalie Goldberg

Poem from prompt 28 – write a poem using two or more title from the non-fiction best-sellers list

Not just a list of 15 best-selling non-fiction books

By Christopher J. Jarmick

 

A higher loyalty does trump fascism

though some insist with fire and fury

it’s still like playing Russian roulette which you’d think

all of the highly educated would avoid and opt for something

less risky like astrophysics for people in a hurry or

understanding our 50-state border crisis, factfulness

or just reading a book (like one about Obama).

Will God save Texas if we make trouble and say things like

this is me and if you  don’t like it, well, I’ll be gone in the dark

to start some secret empires of my own

that might lead to killing the deep state?

Well, it’s a bit beyond just another day in the life

of Marlon Bundo, if you ask me, don’t you agree?

NYT Bestselling Non-Fiction List

  1. NEW THIS WEEK

    A HIGHER LOYALTY

    by James Comey

  2. 2 WEEKS ON THE LIST

    FASCISM: A Warning

    by Madeleine Albright with Bill Woodward

  3. 6 WEEKS ON THE LIST

    RUSSIAN ROULETTE

    by Michael Isikoff and David Corn

  4. 16 WEEKS ON THE LIST

    FIRE AND FURY

    by Michael Wolff

     

  5. 51 WEEKS ON THE LIST

    ASTROPHYSICS FOR PEOPLE IN A HURRY

    by Neil deGrasse Tyson

  6. 9 WEEKS ON THE LIST

    EDUCATED

    by Tara Westover

  7. 8 WEEKS ON THE LIST

    I’LL BE GONE IN THE DARK

    by Michelle McNamara

  8. NEW THIS WEEK

    GOD SAVE TEXAS

    by Lawrence Wright

  9. 3 WEEKS ON THE LIST

    MAKE TROUBLE

    by Cecile Richards with Lauren Peterson

  10. 17 WEEKS ON THE LIST

    OBAMA

    by Pete Souza

  11. 5 WEEKS ON THE LIST

    SECRET EMPIRES

    by Peter Schweizer

  12. 3 WEEKS ON THE LIST

    FACTFULNESS

    by Hans Rosling with Ola Rosling and Anna Rosling Rönnlund

  13. 4 WEEKS ON THE LIST

    THIS IS ME

    by Chrissy Metz

  14. 3 WEEKS ON THE LIST

    OUR 50-STATE BORDER CRISIS

    by Howard Buffett

  15. 3 WEEKS ON THE LIST

    KILLING THE DEEP STATE

    by Jerome R. Corsi

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NaPoWriMo 30/30 April 28, 2018

April 27, 2018

“Writers are the exorcists of their own demons.” ― Mario Vargas Llosa

NaPoWriMo Day 28, 2018

“A story was a form of telepathy. By means of inking symbols onto a page, she was able to send thoughts and feelings from her mind to her reader’s. It was a magical process, so commonplace that no one stopped to wonder at it.” ― Ian McEwan

And then there were three…..  Three prompts left for NaPoWriMo 2018.  Today is Independent Bookstore Day.  Support an independent book seller or three today.

“I am irritated by my own writing. I am like a violinist whose ear is true, but whose fingers refuse to reproduce precisely the sound he hears within.” ― Gustave Flaubert

NaPoWriMo – 30/30 –  Poem-a-Day prompt for April 28, 2018

Get a list of the Best Selling Non Fiction Books (New York Times or Local Area best-sellers)   Use two titles as they are in your poem and use as many of the words from the titles as you possibly can in the construction of your poem.

Celebrate Independent Book Store Day   Visit and support your friendly neighborhood indie bookstore Saturday April 28th!  BookTree’s Event Page Here 

Keep Writing

“Writing is the only thing that when I do it, I don’t feel I should be doing something else.” ― Gloria Steinem

Poem for Prompt 27  –  Graffiti inspired poem!    (Poem 26 tomorrow… I goofed and posted this one early…. oh well… it’s indie bookstore day and I am juggling like crazy!

Mr. Kilroy, I presume?

By Christopher J. Jarmick

 

He was here, there and everywhere;

not some Fool on the Hill, or  flash-in-the-pan fad toy;

even found his way inside sealed ship compartments

nearly 90 years – a doodle and the name Kilroy.

 

Bald or mostly bald man, large nose

tips of fingers holding onto wall.

How Kilroy could be here, nobody knows

Lots of stories, some even true I suppose

 

Stalin in the bathroom as he zipped his fly

saw the Kilroy was Here graffitti.

Hitler thought it was a code name for a spy

Demanded to know,  ‘Who is this guy?’

 

A song and poem in the 1940’s

References in pictures, radio shows

In a 50’s  Isaac Asimov Short Story

Lucy and Snoopy in Peanuts mentioned him too, don’t  you know?

Styx in the 80’s named their album for him (– groovy).

Popeye, Seinfield, Bugs Bunny even Hogan’s Heroes

mentioned Kilroy and last year Kevin Smith made a movie.

 

George Washington didn’t sleep everywhere

But inside walls, even under the pier,

almost anywhere you might venture

you’ll find  Kilroy was Here.

 

More about Kilroy right Here

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NaPoWriMo 30/30 April 26, 2018

April 25, 2018

“The true alchemists do not change lead into gold; they change the world into words.” ― William H. Gass

NaPoWriMo Day 26, 2018

Where does the time go?   We are winding down NaPoWriMo 2018.   I hope you’ve found some of the challenges inspiring and fun!

“Ordinary life is pretty complex stuff.” ― Harvey Pekar

NaPoWriMo – 30/30 –  Poem-a-Day prompt for April 26, 2018

Make a list of 6 random words from a book.

Open a book to page 26.  Write down the first word that is 5 letters or longer (but not a proper name).  Write down the 26th word (or the first four letter word after the 26th word).   In the 4rd paragraph write down the first four letter or longer word.  Write down the 10th word or the one after the 10th word that is at least 4 letters long  and then the next 5 letter word after that.   From the end of the page… write the last 4 letter word on the page.        Share your 6 words.  Use one of the 6 words in the title of the poem.      Write a poem at least 6 lines long using all 6 words in the body of the poem.   As a bonus challenge  Write two different poems with the words.

Keep Writing!

“great writers are indecent people

they live unfairly

saving the best part for paper.

good human beings save the world

so that bastards like me can keep creating art,

become immortal.

if you read this after I am dead

it means I made it.”

Charles Bukowski

 

My Prompt 24  poem Evoke poet Robert Penn Warren

You’ll never know

By Christopher J. Jarmick

 

Among the bearded oaks

I dare not try to recall

what was never said, never spoke

too majestic, silent, tall

 

Between the blades of grass I lie

almost out of sight

answers in the wind to satisfy

curious thoughts taking flight.

 

Still waiting hour after hour

Passions, slaughter, now to lay

the end of all my power

my truth, my flesh to decay.

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NaPoWriMo 30/30 April 25, 2018

April 24, 2018

“Wisdom is easy to carry but difficult to load.”― Ted Kooser

NaPoWriMo Writing Prompt for April 25, 2018

“Don’t talk to me about the stars, about how cold and indifferent they are, about the unimaginable distances. There are millions of stars within us that are just as far, and people like me sometimes burn up a whole life trying to reach them.” ― Ted Kooser

We’re on the homestretch for NaPoWriMo 2018.  I hope if you’ve been playing along at home that you are enjoying the challenge and developing a daily writing habit that will serve you well in the coming year.  Whether you are writing poems that with some re-writing and editing will be published or just flexing your creative muscles, you should pat yourself on the back for taking part in the challenge.

NaPoWriMo – 30/30 –  Poem-a-Day prompt for April 25, 2018

There are mornings when everything brims with promise, even my empty cup. – Ted Kooser

April 25- Happy Birthday Ted Kooser (1939)  our 13th US poet laureate.  His poetry seems to be rooted in the Mid-West and captures a vanishing way of life without being overly nostalgic.   So write a ‘Kooser’ poem today.

Keep Writing!

There’s nothing wrong with delighting in what you do. In fact, most of the fun you’ll have as a poet will come about during the process of writing. – Ted Kooser

My Prompt 23 Poem  – Somehow evoke these three writers/poets: Shakespeare, Vladimir Nabokov and Oregon-born poet Edwin (Man with a Hoe) Markham.

Lines Not Written In Oregon

By Christopher J. Jarmick

 

Esmeralda! Can we rest

in this bewitched place of the West?

The weight of centuries bears down.

I lean upon the hoe, gazing toward sacred ground.

What breath blew out the light

inside my brain forever preventing flight

even as a dream echo asks why

as I stare at monarch butterfly?

I hear the blue birds, see green upon green

And yet I merely stand by this hoe and lean.

Profaned, disinherited, no one left to trust

But on this spot, I stand, I must

This be my place and here I shall rust.

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NaPoWriMo 30/30 April 24, 2018

April 23, 2018

“Real writers are those who want to write, need to write, have to write.”― Robert Penn Warren

NaPoWriMo Writing Prompt for April 24, 2018

The lack of a sense of history is the damnation of the modern world. – Robert Penn Warren

Welcome to Day 24 of NaPoWriMo.  What we do today is history tomorrow.  It is either forgotten or used to do a little better tomorrow. Part of our poetic history is Robert Penn Warren.  Take a few minutes and learn about him, read a poem or two by him.

Historical sense and poetic sense should not, in the end, be contradictory, for if poetry is the little myth we make, history is the big myth we live, and in our living, constantly remake. – Robert Penn Warren

NaPoWriMo – 30/30 –  Poem-a-Day prompt for April 24, 2018

April 24th –  Happy Birthday Robert Penn Warren (1905 to 1989)  He was a three=time Pulitzer Prize winning novelist and poet and was the first U.S. poet laureate.   So write a poem to remember, honor or perhaps write a Warren parody poem.

Keep Writing!

How do poems grow? They grow out of your life. – Robert Penn Warren

Prompt Poem 21  Inspired by Louise Gluck

Still Foolish After All These Years

By Christopher J. Jarmick

 

After quietly declaring

this is a beautiful place to live,

(an unexpected house

with a view to raise a family;

He was lucky to be there)

it was the beginning of the end.

 

Compromise is something

to be fully understood

or you will have to re-build.

 

So storms dropped him hard

on unfamiliar beaches.

He was still foolish enough

to not give up, willing to learn

and finally understood the lesson

of letting go.

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NaPoWriMo 30/30 April 22, 2018

April 21, 2018

“We look at the world once, in childhood. The rest is memory.” ― Louise Glück

NaPoWriMo Writing Prompt for April 22, 2018

“Of two sisters one is always the watcher, one the dancer.” ― Louise Glück

I hope you’ve been participating in NaPoWriMo 2018.  If you are just joining us, or reconnecting with us, glad you are here.  Developing the habit of writing every day will reap rewards.  Enjoy the process.

“The soul is silent. If it speaks at all it speaks in dreams.” ― Louise Glück

NaPoWriMo – 30/30 –  Poem-a-Day prompt for April 22, 2018

What was difficult

was the travel, which,

on arrival, is forgotten.” ― Louise Glück

April 22nd  – Happy 75th Birthday to Louise Glück (1942) who won the Pulitzer Prize for 1992’s Wild Iris.  Honor her with your poem today.  Read some of her poetry and perhaps borrow something from her to create your poem.

Keep Writing

“The master said You must write what you see.

But what I see does not move me.

The master answered Change what you see.” ― Louise Glück,

Prompt 20 Poem –  Channel your inner Fred Rogers (yes everyone’s favorite neighbor).  Write a poem about being responsible, selfless, and loving.  Well I sort of did that with my poem…

Poem for a Neighbor

By Christopher J. Jarmick

 

A childhood without heart-wrenching

moments of trust being shattered

is a fantasy.

 

Whether it is physical, sexual, or emotional,

the abuse small, expected or tragic and criminal

turns children inside out

on their way to adulthood.

 

Should we really use a world of puppets

to explain and will something better, Fred?

Isn’t that naïve?

 

Faith in the moment, this one or in the next one

allows us to face our worst fears for a few minutes.

A few minutes can really matter.

Fred knew this.

He shared this.

 

Maybe it has to begin with a delusion

a fantasy, that grows into a dream

that gives us a vision.

It’s possible.

 

Fred being Fred

an ideal

creating a smile on our face

because smiling feels good

and we want to feel good

and believe we can have love

by thinking of love,

believing we all really do want

and could accept love

and we should at least try

for an ideal that is uncomplicated,

simple, and universal.

 

Perhaps the secret

is in the smallest details

always there, always available,

often ignored.

 

Big dreams

rooted in the

smallest of details

the power of

perfect little fantasies.

 

We all wish

for a neighbor like Fred Rogers

but we dare not

act too much like Fred

too risky, too corny,

too simple.

 

Let the smile be on our naked face.

without overthinking what price

a smile on our face might cost.

 

The smile that isn’t a mask.

the smile that is part of our faith

that there is some good in ourself,

some good in the world,

and most of our neighbors

want the same kind of simple truth

and happiness that you do.

 

We will get in our own way of course

but maybe 2 minutes today,

3 minutes tomorrow

can grow into 10 minutes a day

next year,

when we smile,

even in front of others,

because we can believe

in something better, bigger,

a neighbor that is good,

not perfect, just kind, compassionate.

 

If we imagine an understanding

we can begin to understand.

 

If we imagine peace

we have a chance of being peaceful.

 

Sure, I’ll be your neighbor, Fred.

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NaPoWriMo 30/30 April 20, 2018

April 19, 2018

“Anything that’s human is mentionable, and anything that is mentionable can be more manageable. When we can talk about our feelings, they become less overwhelming, less upsetting, and less scary. The people we trust with that important talk can help us know that we are not alone.” ― Fred Rogers

When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, “Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.” – Fred Rogers

NaPoWriMo Writing Prompt for April 20, 2018

 It is expected hundreds of thousands of students will be walking out of class today as part of the March For Our Lives and Enough! Students, teachers, women  protesting!    Activism is inspiring!  Agree or disagree our freedoms need to be exercised regularly or they will be manipulated if not our existence, than severely restricted.

“We live in a world in which we need to share responsibility. It’s easy to say “It’s not my child, not my community, not my world, not my problem.” Then there are those who see the need and respond. I consider those people my heroes.” ― Fred Rogers

NaPoWriMo – 30/30 –  Poem-a-Day prompt for April 20, 2018

Channel your inner Fred Rogers (yes everyone’s favorite neighbor).  Write a poem about being responsible, selfless, and loving.  If you are religious write this poem from the persona of an atheist, if you are an atheist write this as a religious poem.  Avoid satire and sarcasm.  Try to write one sincerely.

Keep Writing!

“When I say it’s you I like, I’m talking about that part of you that knows that life is far more than anything you can ever see or hear or touch. That deep part of you that allows you to stand for those things without which humankind cannot survive. Love that conquers hate, peace that rises triumphant over war, and justice that proves more powerful than greed.” ― Fred Rogers

Knowing that we can be loved exactly as we are gives us all the best opportunity for growing into the healthiest of people. – Fred Rogers

If you are near Kirkland Wa  Saturday afternoon/evening 4/21/18  Do NOT miss the free workshop/reading and open mic with James Bertolino and Anita K. Boyle!  Details Here.

Prompt 18 Poem –  Response to finding message in a bottle on a beach.

Not Just Another Mile Before I Sleep Message in a Bottle

By Christopher J. Jarmick

I wonder

where you dropped

this bottle,

and why I have found it

in this place

at this time

after 60 years?

I recently turned 60.

You wrote your note

12 days before I was born.

You included part of a poem

that is perhaps more famous today,

then when you borrowed it

and changed a word.

Dear friend (you wrote),

It is late.  I worry that I will never meet

that special person, that I will never see

my mother again, that I will not reach my destination.

My name is Mark. It is April 1, 1958.

I am on an ocean cruise.

We were caught in a storm but all is calm for now.

I have had too much to drink, and have written this note.

Several of us are throwing bottles with notes in them

into the ocean.  Will this every be found?

Part of a wonderful poem by Robert Frost I really like:

The seas are lovely, dark and deep,  

But I have promises to keep,  

And miles to go before I sleep,  

And miles to go before I sleep.

Mark, the bottom part of your note

which may have had your full name, and address

is ragged and cannot be read.

I presume you were at least a teenager,

perhaps in your early 20s when you wrote this.

I’d like to think you safely arrived

at your destination,

saw your mother again,

(was she sick or were you worried by the storm?)

You might even still be alive.

I will never know.

Speaking of Frost

a week ago I wandered down a path

that seemed less travelled

and wound up on a beach

in Northern Oregon where I saw

a champagne bottle tangled in seaweed.

The cork had been jammed back in

and I imagined there was a note inside

so I took the bottle which I couldn’t open

and put it carefully  in the trunk with my spare tire.

This morning, a week later, I remembered

opened the cork, and carefully dried the

damp small scroll of paper in my oven.

I’ve written this,

rolled it up along with your note,

wrapped it in Saran Wrap

re-inserted it back into the bottle,

sealed it with a newer cork

and will be throwing it

into the ocean from a ferry I will be

taking to a reading I’m attending

in a few weeks.

I shall read Stopping by Woods

On a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost

to the audience and perhaps this

new write too.

4/18/18  Christopher J. Jarmick

609 Market St.  Kirkland, Wa 98033

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