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NorthWest Poetry Update – NOVEMBER 2017

November 18, 2016

Then let us compare mythologies
I have learned my elaborate lie
Of soaring crosses and poisoned thorns
And how my fathers nailed him
Like a bat against a barn
To greet the autumn and the late hungry ravens
At a hollow yellow sign.

Leonard Cohen RIP

The big news is that I am the co-owner/ manager of a new

independent new and used bookstore, BookTree located at
609 Market Street in Kirkland, Wa 98033.

We had our Grand Opening on November 5th.It has been an overwhelming,                             and rewarding journey creating a new bookstore for Kirkland. Last Sunday the Seattle Times featured our store!

BookTree on Facebook here.

BookTree Website here

Seattle Times Feature on BookTree

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NEW EVENT – NEW SERIES  

Saturday 11/19  4:30/6:15  Kirkland
*New Series*

Poetry Is Everything at BookTree
THIRD SATURDAYS

We are kicking off the new series
with a late afternoon FREE workshop
followed by a free reading and open mic.

Saturday November 19th

BookTree Bookstore
609 Market St
Kirkland Wa. 98033

Free Workshop  4:30 to 6:00 p.m.
Reading & Open Mic  6:15 to 8:00 p.m.
Priscilla Long  &  Larry Crist

WORKSHOP
Writer, Teacher, Historian, Poet
Priscilla Long leads a workshop for
writers, and poets (beginners welcome)

Priscilla will be offering a generating poetry session at Kirkland’s new independent bookstore, BookTree this Saturday November 19 at 4:30. We will be using models and writing prompts to generate one or more poems using a hoarding or gathering technique. You are cordially invited to join us no matter whether you are an experienced poet or not at all. It will be fun!

TITLE:   Gathering and Hoarding Technique

Perhaps a poem like this will result::

The Museum of Stones  (excerpt)

This is your museum of stones, assembled
in matchbox and tin,

collected from roadside, culvert, and viaduct,

battlefield, threshing floor, basilica, abattoir,

stones loosened by tanks in the streets

of a city whose earliest map was drawn in ink on linen,

schoolyard stones in the hand of a corpse,

pebble from Apollinaire’s oui,

stone of the mind within us

carried from one silence to another, . . . .

Carolyn Forché   [The New Yorker, March 26, 2007]

The Workshop will be from 4:30 to approximately 6:00 p.m.
And then……    A free Poetry Reading and Open Mic will follow.

Reading and open-mic 6:15 to 8:00 p.m.
Our feature poets are –
Priscilla Long
And
Larry Crist
(Note:  Larry Crist is moving out of state and
this is his final reading in our area in the
foreseeable future -.
  Don’t miss it!)

BookTree’s Poetry is Everything Series
3rd Saturdays beginning November 19th

Featured Poets, Open Mic,  FREE

M/C Host-  Christopher J. Jarmick

Priscilla Long is a Seattle-based author
(poetry, science, creative nonfictions, fiction)
and teacher of writing. New books: Fire and
Stone: Where Do We Come From? What
Are We? Where Are We Going?
(University
of Georgia Press) and Minding the Muse:
A Handbook for Painters, Poets, and
Other Creators
(Coffeetown Press). Her
book of poems is Crossing Over: Poems
(University of New Mexico Press, 2015).
Her other books are The Writer’s Portable
Mentor: A Guide to Art, Craft, and the
Writing Life
(2010) and Where the Sun
Never Shines: A History of America’s
Bloody Coal Industry
(1989). Her science
column, Science Frictions, appeared for 92
weeks on the website of The American
Scholar (2011-2013). Her awards include
a National Magazine Award, and she has
been a fellow at Hedgebrook, the Millay
Colony for the Arts, and Jack Straw
Productions. Her MFA is from the
University of Washington. She serves
as Founding and Consulting Editor of
http://www.historylink.org, the online
encyclopedia of Washington state
history. For more information please
visit http://www.PriscillaLong.com.

Larry Crist has lived in Seattle for the
past 20 years and is originally from
California, specifically Humboldt County.
He has lived in Chicago, Houston,
London, and Philadelphia where he
attended Temple U receiving an MFA
in theatre. He’s been widely published.

Undertow Overtures is a new poetry
collection, Larry’s first, covering the
past twenty years. Larry was pleased
to have been included in The Jack Straw
Writer’s Program in 2013 and has received
three Pushcart nominations.

Facebook Event Details Here

BookTree Website Events Page

Check out Sunday, November 26th at BookTree

(Q and A and author signing with mystery/legal thriller

author, Robert Dugoni!)
http://www.booktreekirkland.com/

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Community  (Other Readings)

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Tod Marshal Reading  This Friday!!!

Tod Marshall  our Washington State Poet
will be at the RASP
reading in Redmond Friday the 18th at 7 p.m.
plus open mic    FREE

RASP  aka  Redmond Association of
Spoken Word  Readings are held at
VALA Eastside in the Redmond Town
Center (7330 164th Ave NE,
Redmond, WA 98052).

Google or GPS for directions and
more info.

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11/18  Jack Straw 7 p.m. Seattle

Friday, November 18, 2016 at 7pm
Jack Straw Cultural Center,
4261 Roosevelt Way NE, Seattle 

A reading/reception celebrating 20
Years of the Jack Straw Writers
Program, 1997-2016.
Readers include Joan Fiset, Donna
Miscolta, Deborah Woodard, David Halpern,
Suzanne Bottelli,Mercedes Lawry,
Elizabeth Austen, Kathryn Hunt,
Janee J. Baugher, James Reed,
Maliha Masood,John Burgess,
Jourdan Keith, Laurie Blauner,
Doug Nufer, Wendy Call, Sharon
Cumberland, Rachel Dilworth, Bill
Carty, Martha Clarkson, Harold Taw,
Sharon Hashimoto, Josephine
Ensign, Margot Kahn, Martha
Kreiner, EJ Koh, and
MC Kathleen Flenniken.

Free event.
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11/23  C&P Coffee  7 p.m.  W. Seattle

From Leopoldo Seguel

Hello poetrybridge community,

Post election, I find myself focusing less
on my reactions to what happened to
more and more on the future. In my
relentless pursuit of the views of political
pundits and TV analysts and the views
of my friends and family, my spirit turns
to action and my heart longs to hear from
fellow artists.

I want you to consider using our upcoming
November 23, Thanksgiving Eve reading
to expresses, through the spoken word,
what your take is on our future. After all the
dust has settled, what is next? What now?
What can be done. Should be done? Will
be done? Individually? Collectively?

Feel free to bring whatever your artistic
inclination might lead you. However I do
want to invite all you poets and storytellers
, regardless of how this election affected
you or who you voted for or even if you
didn’t vote at all, to consider What Now?

Our featured readers are:

 MICHAEL G. HICKEY, born in southern
Illinois and the oldest of eleven children,
received a BA in creative writing from the
University of Arizona, 1987, and an MFA
from the University of Washington, 1992
. He has written one novel
Counterclockwise and two books of
poetry, In Defense of Eve and A Dress
Walked by with a Woman Inside. He is a
tenured professor at South Seattle College,
and he was elected as Seattle’s eighth
“Poet Populist” in 2008. His motto is to
“work hard and have fun.” His life goal is
to take over the world 25 students at a time.

BRANDON PITTS, a Canadian/American
writer, is the author of the poetry collections
Tender in the Age of Fury (Mosaic Press,
2016), Pressure to Sing (IOWI, 2012) and
the forthcoming novel, The Gospel of Now
. In 2011, he was inducted into the
prestigious Diaspora Dialogues as an
“Emerging Voice” for fiction, followed by the
production of three plays and the novel
Puzzle of Murders (Bookland Press, 2011).
Known for his riveting poetry recitals, he
has read his work to capacity crowds in
multiple cities and countries.

Community Mic after the featured readers.
Sign up sheet at 6:45.

Hope to see you all then!

Leopoldo
C&P Coffee is located at
5612 California Ave SW,
(West) Seattle, WA 98136

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Worthwhile Website and Resource to

checkout is here:

Authors Publish

It is FREE and has a ton of
useful articles and suggestions of
where to send poetry to be published!

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NaPoWriMo Day 29 Prompt for April 29, 2016

April 28, 2016

 

“Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt,

and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.”

Leonardo da Vinci

DAY 29  – NaPoWriMo Prompt for  April 29, 2016

Welcome to Day 29 of the NaPoWriMo challenge.  Use these prompts to inspire you to write a poem each and every day of April.

Write a Path-Crosser poem.  (A form of my own invention).     Here’s what to do:

 

Start out your poem

with four to six lines

leading up to a situation

where you come to some

Sort of fork in the road;

literally or a life challenge

 

If you went on this path                                                                                  What might happen

would things change?                                                                                        If you took this path

Would the challenges                                                                                        Where might you go?

inspire you to something greater?                                                                 What might happen?

Who would you meet?                                                                                          What would you see?

What would you see?                                                                                            What would you do?

 

Write your Path-Crosser poem.

For those living anywhere near Western Washington you might want to look at the new Poetry Day of the Week page that you’ll find in the upper right corner under PAGES.   A couple of times this month you may also find my Poetry Northwest announcements in between the NaPoWriMo posts.

If you post the poems on your blog or anywhere using this prompt… send me a link.

Enjoy!

DAY 1 PROMPT AND POETRY NORTHWEST READINGS EVENTS ETC. IS HERE:  

My Day 27 Prompt Poem  (Parody)

All About the Trump

(with apologies to Meghan Trainor’s All About That Bass)

By Christoppher J. Jarmick

. . .because you know he’s all about the Trump

‘bout the Trump, no sta(tus)-quo

He’s all about the Trump

‘bout the Trump, no sta-quo

He’s all about the deal

‘bout the deal, no loser

He’s all about the Trump

‘Bout that trump… trump… trump… trump

 

Yeah, it’s goddamn clear, he ain’t no number two

Cause he can fake it, shake it, like he’s supposed to do

And he’s got that boom boom the media chases

with shouts and insults in their ugly faces

 

I see politicos workin’ them exit polls

Y’know that shit ain’t real, please make that cheating stop

If you got anger, anger, it’s time to shout

America can be great again from the bottom to the top.

 

Yeah, his daddy, he told him, don’t worry ‘bout your hand size

(Shoo wop wop, sha-ooh wop wop)

He says, “Voters like a little hand of bullshit to make’em feel right”

(That bullshit, uh, that bullshit, bullshit)

You know he can’t be no smooth political sell-out hack

(Shoo wop wop, sha-ooh wop wop)

So if that’s what you’re into, then go ‘head get god-smacked

 

because you know he’s all about that hair,

‘Bout that hair, no fake wig

He’s all about that hair

‘Bout that hair, or-ange

He’s  about that hair

‘Bout that hair, or-ange

He’s all about that hair

‘Bout that hair… Hey!

 

Let’s Make America great

Ted can tell them bible thumpers

Trump, just playin’, another party jumper

But Trump’s here to say, stop

America needs to be great from the bottom to the top.

 

because you know he’s all about that Wall

‘bout the Wall, no spics

He’s all about the Trump

‘bout the Trump, no status quo

He’s all about the Hair

‘bout the Hair, or-ange

He’s all about the rich

‘Bout those bucks… deal… trump… real

‘Bout that trump… Hey!

He all about that Trump

Bout that Trump…

Hey!

Yeah yeah… ohh… You know you like this Trump… Hey…

 

AND….   My Day 28 Prompt Poem (weather terms)

Don’t Shoot Until You see the Anthelion In Their Eyes

By Christopher J. Jarmick

 

When alto and stratocumulus roll in, keep adiabatic.

Anomalies are the norm.  Breathe deep.

2016 politics are like Arctic oscillations.  Stay adiabatic.

It will pass.  It will return.

 

Trump’s impression of derecho

is spot on, though his hair wouldn’t actually stay in place

if it were real.

 

Bernie’s difluence is real.  It’s more than his initials

suggest but it too is part of the cycle.

Stay adiabatic.

 

The unknown durn of the Kasich dredging

has been like a facula and it too shall pass,

though you’ll hardly notice.

 

We can still nearly predict the Cruz fluence.

Don’t fear.  The fletch is decreasing and soon

we’ll return to geosynchronicity.

 

Since we can anticipate precipitation

on the elephant parade, hook up the disdrometer

so we’ll have accurate measurements.

 

If it gets really crazy, they’ll

be an ashfall advisory.  They’ll be backscatter too

but it won’t make any more impact on you

than trickle down did.

 

The crepuscular rays will lift your spirits,

perhaps create some rainbows.

 

Remember it’s just a cycle.

The sky won’t fall.

You’ve got time to prepare.

Stay adiabatic.

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NaPoWriMo End Wednesday May 1, 2013

May 1, 2013

“A writer is somebody for whom writing is
more difficult than it is for other people.
– Thomas Mann

“This is a stamina game, so don’t despair if you run down a blind alley and have to start over, or if you get another rejection letter. Every successful writer has gone through that, but they kept writing and didn’t quit until they made it happen.”
– Tim Maleeny

NaPoWriMo 2013 is done. The blog will now return to its loosely scheduled occasional posts—often publicizing NorthWest poetry readings. I hope a few new people discovered the idea of NaPoWriMo and I’m glad my daily NaPoWriMo posts encouraged some of you to write a poem a day and offered a variety of mostly original challenges/prompts.

And remember what this guy once wrote: “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails…explore…dream….discover. – Mark Twain

Indeed!

Stretch farther than you should, until it becomes dangerous, until you’ve stretched too far and failed as often as it takes you to no longer be afraid of failure. It is then (and only then) will success (large or infinitesimal) matter and truly satisfy. CJJ

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

Prompt 31 suggested writing a confused poem… here is mine:

State of Confusion
By Christopher J. Jarmick

I have clarity about the confusion
existing in the world around me
And I’m personally experienced with it
particularly inside large shopping malls
but I usually choose not to think about it
and pretend there is more order and sense
in the world than actually exists.
That probably means I’m not just confused
but utterly delusional as well.
So far none of this has been professionally
Diagnosed and I take no drugs for it
which most of the time, I think is a good thing.
But …
what do I know?

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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Christopher J. Jarmick is a Seattle based writer, very active in the Northwest Poetry Community. His latest book is called IGNITION; Poem Starters, Septolets, Statements & Double Dog Dares. Click on it to find out more about it.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

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NaPoWriMo Day 31 Prompt for Wednesday May 1, 2013 April 30, 2013

April 30, 2013

“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.”
Ray Bradbury

“We are the miracle of force and matter making itself over into imagination and will. Incredible. The Life Force experimenting with forms. You for one. Me for another. The Universe has shouted itself alive. We are one of the shouts.”
Ray Bradbury

Day 31? Huh…what? Get over it. NaPoWriMo might be technically over… but you can certainly continue to write a poem a day. I’ll even suggest one last prompt for you to continue on a path where you write each and every day . Pressure is off….NaPoWriMo is over…. Write another one anyway.

Prompt 31-– confusion. You don’t know what day it is.. who you are, your senses have re-colored the world, your taste buds are wacky, you are smelling things differently, things feel differently than they look. Imagine this feeling… write a poem about it. Have fun!!!

Prompt 29 was NONE. My poems are thus:

Poem Starter 1429
By Christopher J. Jarmick

The sound of nothing
wasn’t heard,
but the meaningless of the moment
mattered.

NONE
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Who knew
the meanings of
the words
no one had spoken
for hundreds of years?

Questioning Nothing
By Christopher J. Jarmick

What does it mean?
How much am I supposed to
watch, absorb, keep track of,
share, use, make sense of?
Having too much
but the same amount of time
means we take more for granted
appreciate less
and forget more.

Silence, like water
doesn’t flow freely
when people are around.

Poem Starter 1501
By Christopher J. Jarmick

The Book of Nothing
contained blank pages.

PROMPT #30 was The End my poems:

Poem Starter 1430
By Christopher J. Jarmick

At both ends
are beginnings.

The End
By Christopher J. Jarmick

After they lived happily ever after,
yesterday,
they saw the pamphlet
that it is near
though not yet here.

Beyond
the no outlet sign
of Dead End Boulevard,
beyond the church
is where I sent
my love.
Some fearless soul
will dare
to find it
there.

End Rhymer
by Christopher J. Jarmick

The fork
ran off with the spoon.
Some picky eaters
starved
by the light of
the moon.

And so
it’s over
you’ll be happy
to know
And a rhyme
concludes it
just in
time.

Nobody knew what time it was
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Since nobody knew what time it was
And everyone was late
from everyplace
they needed to go,
the end of everything
was declared;
but while trying to
officially record it
it had to be called off
since
nobody knew what time it was.

Poem Ender
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Why do you think
it ends?
If no one is around
at the very end,
when does it begin?

And I also wrote this one:

Pop Life Updates Part 64
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Major Tom
the junkie
is in Rehab.

Lionel Richie
fell off the ceiling
–too old to dance there.

Found the recipe
for the cake,
don’t need to
listen to McArthur Park
ever again.

People check out
of Hotel California
all the time,
often move to
Seattle.

Wild thing
didn’t really love
anyone.

Most people in
San Francisco
don’t wear flowers
In their hair.

Nothin’ from Nothin’
is nothin’
but it’s got a beat
and you can dance to it.

Listen,
the Day in the Life
final chord
is still playing.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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Poetry is Everything

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Christopher J. Jarmick is a Seattle based writer, very active in the Northwest Poetry Community. His latest book is called IGNITION; Poem Starters, Septolets, Statements & Double Dog Dares. Click on it to find out more about it.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

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NaPoWriMo Day 30 Prompt for Tuesday, April 30, 2013 April 29

April 29, 2013

And what, you ask, does writing teach us?

First and foremost, it reminds us that we are alive and that it is gift and a privilege, not a right. We must earn life once it has been awarded us. Life asks for rewards back because it has favored us with animation.

So while our art cannot, as we wish it could, save us from wars, privation, envy, greed, old age, or death, it can revitalize us amidst it all.–

Ray Bradbury from the Preface to Zen in the Art of Writing (1990)

DAY 30 2013’S NaPoWriMo is almost history. Hopefully some good work has emerged from your hard work. Keep challenging yourself. Keep writing.

PROMPT 30 The End. Write a good ending poem. The last poem in a yet to be published collection of poems by YOU….the last time you write a poem about….. (choose something). Do NOT choose NaPoWriMo (try harder than that).

Prompt 28 was Get it wrong.  Write a poem that embraces or argues a philosophy or belief that is completely different from what you believe or how you see things.  Notice I say embrace and accept this attitude and way of looking at life as if it is truth.  See if you can write it without completely losing your voice as if it is coming from you—not simply by adapting a completely different voice or character.  If you believed these things…how would you write a poem about it?

 

Que Sera
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Money is evil.
Power corrupts.
Life is hard,
rewards come
later.
We are weak
and must be saved.
Only sacrifices, hard work,
and struggle teaches us
what is really important.
Let the rich keep all that they can grab.
Do not tax them.
Do not insist they share with anyone.
Let them take all the money,
all the gold
and lock it up
until there isn’t anymore.
We don’t need it.

Money is evil
Power corrupts.
Punish those who try to make life
too easy for someone else.
Declare all charities illegal.
The weak, the sick must never
be pitied. They are weak and sick
by design. Accept what is
and learn how NOT to think
too much. Thinking creates
fear, hesitation, change, and
disrupts the natural order of
things.

Some are born to be kings,
others to be slaves.
Accept the design of things
And wait for your rewards
To come later.
Be quiet, don’t speak up,
Don’t protest, don’t fight to win.
David threw the rock at Goliath
to make him angry so that his
death would be swift. He did not
realize there was a design laid out for him.
He did not think about how silly it was for
a man of the sheep to throw a rock at a large
warrior. He did not remember to run.
He didn’t know he was destined to be King
And once in power and rich
He would become corrupt, evil
But by design he was saved
so we could see, that we have no control
of fate.
There is no logic.
No fairness.
Justice does not belong to mortals.
Give in.
Give up.
Don’t Think.
It will happen as it is meant to.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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Poetry is Everything

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Christopher J. Jarmick is a Seattle based writer, very active in the Northwest Poetry Community. His latest book is called IGNITION; Poem Starters, Septolets, Statements & Double Dog Dares. Click on it to find out more about it.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

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NaPoWriMo Day 29 Prompt for Monday, April 29, 2013 April 28

April 28, 2013

“You’ve got to be smart enough to write and stupid enough to not think about all the things that might go wrong.”Sara Gilbert

“Nobody cares much whether you write or not. You just have to do it.”Natalie Goldberg

Day 29 NaPoWriMo — reactions to the write a poem a day exercise are interesting, varied and fall into a couple of categories. Some people have what they believe are valid excuses for not doing it—others embrace it wholeheartedly. There’s no right of wrong in my opinion. NaPoWrimo is an opportunity.

1. It’s unnatural to write a challenge/prompt poem. It’s forcing a poem when a poem isn’t there. That is not my relation to poetry.

2. It’s meaningless. Making a game of writing a poem cheapens it as an art form. (some feel this way although I certainly don’t believe NaPoWriMo participation is something that anyone should approach as a meaningless game)

3. I write poems with the intention that they will be published. Sometimes I am inspired by something I read and writing prompts but if I don’t ‘feel it’ I won’t write and share something that I don’t believe is good enough to be published. Good poems usually take time and effort, edit and revision to create. I won’t share something I don’t believe is good enough to be published.

4. It teaches good work habits and disciplines and really helps to get you writing more often.

5. It’s good to think of other ways to write, and trying to write some prompt/.challenge poems is a way to ‘think out of your box’, to overcome fears, to be a little looser, freer with how you write.

6. I really like pushing myself to write in a non-competitive way. I dislike the idea that Art is competitive in some way with other artists, but a challenge/prompt taken seriously is a way to push yourself. It’s like a mountain that someone feels the need to climb because it is there and it needs to be done and it’s a personal challenge to climb it. Some may think it foolish but I believe fear of the new, fear of the different, fear of possible failure constricts and restricts us. You need to fail and show others the value in not being afraid to fail or to show your failure. If you don’t fear failure, nothing can stop you from accomplishing more than even you thought possible.

Prompt 29 NONE….
Do I mean there’s no prompt? No I don’t. Do I mean you can write whatever you want? You can always write about anything you want. React. Write about it.

The 27th prompt was about poetry being intimate…and writing a poem about that.

Intimate performance
By Christopher J. Jarmick

No props, no sets, no special effects,
No musical scores, no co-stars
No producer, no director
No editing,
No curtain, no commercials,
No do-overs, no take 2,
No over-dubs,
No special make-up,
Just a poet
and his words,
composed in solitude
vulnerable
Alone, facing an audience
Mostly of strangers
Exposed, risking embarrassment,
failure.
Projecting sounds
that create concepts,
pictures, push buttons
tell secrets, trigger
emotional connections.
A picture will be painted,
a naked truth revealed,
a smile, a tear, a point of view,
letting something private,
intimate
be shared.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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Poetry is Everything

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Christopher J. Jarmick is a Seattle based writer, very active in the Northwest Poetry Community. His latest book is called IGNITION; Poem Starters, Septolets, Statements & Double Dog Dares.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

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NaPoWriMo Day 28 Prompt for Sunday, April 28, 2013 April 27

April 27, 2013

“All you umpires, back to the bleachers. Referees, hit the showers. It’s my game. I pitch, I hit, I catch. I run the bases. At sunset, I’ve won or lost. At sunrise, I’m out again, giving it the old try.”
–Ray Bradbury

One of my all-time favorite quotes:
“If we listened to our intellect, we’d never have a love affair. We’d never have a friendship. We’d never go into business, because we’d be cynical. Well, that’s nonsense. You’ve got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.”
–Ray Bradbury

NaPoWriMo Day 28 awaits.

Prompt 28—Get it wrong. Write a poem that embraces or argues a philosophy or belief that is completely different from what you believe or how you see things. Notice I say embrace and accept this attitude and way of looking at life as if it is truth. See if you can write it without completely losing your voice as if it is coming from you—not simply by adapting a completely different voice or character. If you believed these things…how would you write a poem about it?

Prompt 26 suggested writing a parody… here is mine.

The Hackerfocky
By Christopher J. Jarmick (with apologies to Lewis Carroll)

Twas google and the oldsy yahoo
Did yawn and twitter on the net
All vixens were the babyboos
And our lilt crocks confet

Beware the Hackerfock, my son!
with pics that lie, posts that kill
Beware the cyber bull, Facebook shun
The criminy slackerwill

He took his fermal mouse in hand
Long search for nerdist foe he scoured
Distracted he, by EBAY ads
YouTube Cats devoured

And, in his unprotected viewing
The Hackerfock with tools of shame
Attacked with virus spewing
And IM’d as it came.

The fermal mouse went clickity click
Zero, one, Zero, one, track and track
He quarantined and took its head
message-boarding frack.

And hast thy newbie slain Hackerfock?
Emoticoms, to you dear boy,
Oh yangpo day! Vacroo, Bishay
They gleetexted in their joy

Twas google and the oldsy yahoo
Did yawn and twitter on the net
All vixens were the babyboos
And our lilt crocks confet

(A Parody of Lewis Carroll’s Jabberwocky)

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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Poetry is Everything

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Christopher J. Jarmick is a Seattle based writer, very active in the Northwest Poetry Community. His latest book is called IGNITION; Poem Starters, Septolets, Statements & Double Dog Dares. Click on it to find out more about it.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013