Your weekly dose of fresh poetry #123
has a story to tell
and some of these stories intersect
with mine. Sometimes even
more than once.
Walking streets you have walked before. Who hasn’t done that? If you are a bit like me, you have lived in more than one place. Going back to where you once lived is an intriguing experience. Much is the same, yet everything is different, including yourself. Sometimes, you find yourself in a street that reveals its stories to you, and you realize that you also have stories to tell about that street. That is what this poem is a bit about.
Where are the streets that have many stories to tell about you?
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The poetics of life
The first time we lived in France, the La Défense station was where I changed on my daily commute. Sometimes, I was pleasantly surprised, as if given a beautiful gift, by a group of string musicians performing during morning rush hour. It always made my day. Fortunately, contrary to the experiment in the video above, there was always a group of people taking the time to listen. In the video above, star violinist Joshua Bell played at a Washington DC subway station to see what would happen. Shockingly little. Especially considering that people would gladly buy expensive tickets for his concerts, but would even leave a few cents in his case in the metro station.
Around the same time, a capella group Naturally 7 was having a great run. They performed on the TED stage, in the talk show Ellen and… in the Paris metro. (We did not see this performance, but we went to see them perform in a concert. They’re great.)
As you can read in the poem at the top, streets hold many stories. Sometimes it’s the people, and sometimes the trees. In the case of this story from the wonderful newsletter Café Anne, it’s all about a tree and the wonderful couple who cares for it. Read all about a mystery of the Brookly decorated tree.
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Always find a reason to celebrate. Even if it is the end of a life. Jody Meyn writes a lovely poem at the bottom of this issue of her newsletter. The poem is titled Togetherness
Amy’s poetry always enchants. Whether it is her sonnets or haiku or whichever form she chooses to write in. It’s vivid, image rich and engaging. And it makes me want to travel to the desert. Read Gray Days, Great Clouds, and Little Creatures:
The world of crypto poetry, or more generally crypto art, is rapidly growing. More and more artists come to see what it is all about. They come to see what the fuzz is about, and stay for the people. One established poet who recently joined the ranks of cryptopoets is RL Westy. Read (and collect) his poem On the Frozen Creek.
Great post, and enlightening and rewarding always!!
Love the photo from The Hague. Reminds me of an outdoor event I went to near Lincoln Center a few years ago.