Generations of magic

Issue #75 of your inbox poetry magazine

The magic
of three by three by three
enthralled us in our youth. Today it
captivates the minds of
our children.

Just like when I was in that primary school age, trends come and go. They pop up as some sort of surprise, and take over entire (school) communities at neck-breaking speed, spreading faster than any variant of that virus has been able to do so far (and let’s keep it that way). Now, in our kids’ school, it’s the cube that has taken over the break times. And time in our house. One fun thing about the unpredictability of these trends also is, that some of them are blasts from the past. Like the cube. As anything in life should go, it’s not a mere repetition (at least not for me), but one that comes with improvements. Speed cubes and many video tutorials online, to mention two. Forty years ago (yes 40, more about that next week), we did not have those. Now we do. Finally (yes, the improvement is mostly personal) I am able to solve a cube. I did it. More than once. So, personally, I’m quite happy with this new trend.

What do you think of it, and which one did you like, then and/or now?

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Something to listen to

Most poets use pen and paper to write their poems. Or some electronic device to type it into an existence of ones and zeroes. There are some, however, who use chalk and pavement as their medium of choice. One of these is Jazz, known on Instagram as @straatgedichtje. In the latest episode of our podcast, she tells us all about her work and inspiration. Listen:

In my latest poetry collection Thinking of Europe (click that link to buy the pdf) I take readers on a trip to some random places in Europe in 27 poems. That number happens to be the number of member states of the European Union. The February playlist has 1 song of each of the EU member states. Travel to all the EU countries from your device of choice:

Of course, the poem featured in this issue is available as reading. Listen to it here:

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Poetry elsewhere

A dreamy poem, that takes you to a warm September night filled with love and stars. Isabelle Palerma wrote September Nights.

This poet, Keith E. Sparks Jr, will not tell you of his dreams. And the takes this poem that brings you along for the ride, to tell you that. Read 12:02 AM.

We all get caught up in the daily routines of life sometimes. We all need a reminder to stop and either enjoy the magic or escape to another level of magic. This poem is such a reminder: This is not Magic.