#national poetry month 2024

[sheshallfromtimetotime]

National Poetry Month - Day Four Storm, Lake Superior - Ethna McKiernan

[askatknits]

Thursday's are for Poetry | 4.25.24

Welcome to my favorite day of National Poetry Month — Poem In Your Pocket Day! Every April I like to add a new book to my Poetry Library… and this year, dear Ada Limón had the perfect collection with perfect timing! You Are Here Poetry in the Natural World was published April 2! I have been reading through it with delight! It is full of beautiful poems! The poem I have selected for you to tuck…

[marimuntanya]

Torso of AirBY OCEAN VUONGSuppose you do change your life.& the body is more thana portion of night––sealedwith bruises. Suppose you woke& found your shadow replacedby a black wolf. The boy, beautiful& gone. So you take the knife to the wallinstead. You carve & carveuntil a coin of light appears& you get to look in, at last,on happiness. The eyestaring back from the other side––waiting.Ocean Vuong, "Torso of Air" from Night Sky with Exit Wounds. Copyright © 2016 by Ocean Vuong. Reprinted by permission of Copper Canyon Press, www.coppercanyonpress.org.

[schuylerpeck]

Woot woot!! It’s NAPOWRIMO time, babeeeyyy!! Pen a poem everyday for 30 days or browse around and write when you can—the choice is yours. ❤️ I’ve loved making prompt lists over the years and I’m excited to see what this years brings. Be silly! Write some bad poems! Write some okay poems! Enjoy ya’self. Love you. ❤️

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[septembersung]

[jasminesuntrell]

No More Fucking Butterflies (19/30)

I have decided the next man I meet who makes me nervous is getting blocked, walked away from- I'll run if I have to. No conversation, no glances, no more whirlwind romances, I'm not giving chances. I'm through.

Who the hell decided butterflies in the tummy was something to romanticize in the first place? For me, I think it's my body trying to tell me to get as far as I can from this demonic creature who will only cause me harm but I kept thinking it's a good thing if his presence can make me stumble over words.

Hell no.

Neutrality is the way to go. The man you're mostly unaware of until he gives you good reasons to be. The one who doesn’t prey on the unbalanced chemical reaction that happens when you lay eyes on him.

And maybe the love story won't be the stuff of an indie romance film but it will be stable and real. It won't give you more material from which to heal. It will provide you with bliss more enduring than the intoxications of fleeting butterflies.

[spoke9]

Cecilia Vicuña

Jungle Kill

I uproot & save

mental venture

I split the dream

of the slow

& neutral

Persist

& breathe

My little flask

Pointy wisp

Pubescent valve

Join

the game

I smoke

& praise you

Hew

& raze you

Jungle

kill

Bulldoze

your sierra

Fire

to ash

I wait

& wait

And you

where are you

Fragrant

lantana

Aim

your voice

In calm

plains

In silence

wild

Erasing

the thirst

The weightless

altar

insults

the blood

Awake

diagonals

Rot

& Stand

Go & go

Flower

gaining

Plant your will!

[awareness-and-healing]

My dear followers, this April 2024 month posts are dedicated to two topics:

First, the aRt of Beautiful Words composed as Poetry as 'April is National Poetry Month '...📃🖋

And

Secondly, avoidant attachment style, a topic that is very dear to my heart personally and I hope that it can help and possibly contribute something to healing...❤️‍🩹❤️

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Thank you for following, for your likes and feedbacks...

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[poeticfawnbug]

escapril 2024 day one, change of state.

it’s national poetry month and i’m so excited to join in with #escapril this year!

(@poeticfawnbug on ig)

[adreamingskin]

Poetry Competitions, Submissions & Opportunities – MARCH 2024

Spring is here and with it (finally) over 150 poetry competitions, writing submissions and opportunities open or with deadlines in March 2024.​For the first half of this month I was in autistic shutdown due to a very difficult personal situation that is coming to a head this week after 16 years. I am hopeful that this release will remove significant stress from my life and allow me to give time,…

[sheshallfromtimetotime]

National Poetry Month - Day Eleven Eschatology - Eve L. Ewing

[askatknits]

Thursday's are for poetry | 4.18.24

Welcome to Week Three of National Poetry Month! This week our theme is Color… and I was so excited about that! When I think of color and poetry, one beloved poet comes to my mind, Derek Walcott. I know of no other poet who has the thread of color weaving through so many of his poems and I have immersed myself deeply in his works… I don’t ever need an excuse to read any of his poetry, but a deep…

[marimuntanya]

En perseguirme, Mundo, ¿qué interesas?

En perseguirme, Mundo, ¿qué interesas? ¿En qué te ofendo, cuando sólo intento poner bellezas en mi entendimiento y no mi entendimiento en las bellezas?

Yo no estimo tesoros ni riquezas; y así, siempre me causa más contento poner riquezas en mi pensamiento que no mi pensamiento en las riquezas.

Y no estimo hermosura que, vencida, es despojo civil de las edades, ni riqueza me agrada fementida,

teniendo por mejor, en mis verdades, consumir vanidades de la vida que consumir la vida en vanidades.

[rewritingkel]

Monday Meme Prompt

Resources on the Cheer Peppers page lead me to Monday Meme Prompts. I chose this prompt #167 from the prompts (dated September 16). So here is my attempt at all the prompt asks for. I hope I did well for camisarahpoetry and her #MondayMemePrompts Gleaming gold, ancient hues,A Snoopy statuette with its playful muse,Guarding laughter for eternity’s throne,Its cheer a guide when I’m alone. A…

[septembersung]

April as poetry month also means NaPoWriMo - write 30 poems in 30 days.

One complete set of prompts here

Daily prompts posted here

[jasminesuntrell]

Mycophobia Pt. III (22/30)

In March I told a man I was terrified of mushrooms and because I've come to realize people really love mushrooms, I hastily explained that the fear is rooted in my obsession and severe trauma surrounding death and that, I view mushrooms as the product of death. He probed more and eventually I let it slip that I feel that I am essentially a mushroom and really I'm terrified of myself- a creature who thrives in darkness and only exists because of death.

And he said but mushrooms live. Mushrooms are alive. And some other scientific shit about the complexities of their makeup or ecosystem. Don't ask me, 2002 was the last time I took Biology.

But it fucked me up because I've been so focused on the death and the rot and the murk that preceded me and succeeded me I had not realized being a mushroom doesn't make me the symbol of death, rather the proof of life after it.

I am not saying I'm no longer scared of mushrooms or that I'm now fully comfortable with myself. Just that there is something to be said for the ability to grow in absence of light. To be able to nourish yourself off decomposition.