Your weekly dose of fresh poetry #125
pen, ink fractalizing
into the fibers. Words take their shape,
fresh threads woven into
New technology fascinates me. I like figuring out what it means, how it can be used, or just simply playing with it. That is why I’m diving deep into the world of blockchain and AI. It’s interesting and it’s fun. And it’s so much more than you hear about it in the news.
On the other hand, there are some old technologies that also still fascinate. Like my writing with a fountain pen on paper. Seeing the ink flow and take shape. Or just leaving the pen there on the paper and seeing the ink find its way through the fibres the paper is made of.
What invention of long ago keeps fascinating you?
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Poetics of life
Inspiration is everywhere. You just have to look. Now and then, I share a creativity prompt. Mostly for poetry, but any art is welcome. It’s not just that inspiration is everywhere, but you are also more creative than you think. All you need is to just start creating. The first thing does not have to be the final thing. Anyway, my last prompt was a picture of a fox, and Linda made this of it:
Talking about what inspires you can also help. You, and others. In a poetry meetup on Twitter - the young people refer to those as ‘spaces’ - some wonderful poets recently shared the poem that got them into loving poetry. It was delightful, but I also felt a bit, or actually a lot, outclassed. They all had great stories about great poems. For me, the path was a bit less high brow. And when I gave that some thought, I realised, that is okay. It does not make me a better or worse poet than the others. Just one with a different path. Don’t compare yourself to others. That’s the message. Others have their path, you have yours. Now, what got me into poetry was…. pop songs. Music. Rap and hip hop mostly. Yes, that Public Enemy song you can hear in that Spike Lee movie. But maybe more in line with my caring and less militant side, that amazing tune by Arrested Development. Maybe it makes you think. Maybe it inspires you to buy a homeless person something to eat next time you see one. I sometimes do.
Poems of migration, poems that include more than one language: they are like my life. And when they’re handwritten poems minted as NFTs, I love it. Especially well-written ones like this one by MS Bourland. Enjoy reading ad·vent.
James writes amazing sonnets and in each one there’s a phrase only he can write. His images are strong and sometimes I really have to fight to start understanding his work, but it always grips me. This one is a bit more direct. A travel poem, in a way. Enjoy reading Sonnet XXXIV by James Maynard:
Inspiration can be found in memories and the missing. Kristen Lenea Ryberg writes beautiful poems and is currently working on her Catalogue of Missing. This poem, TRIGGER PLAY is certainly worth the read. Please also listen to the audio version.
Very nice, I love poetry, life breathes through it ....
Friendly regards from Nicaragua, heavily sanctioned, where I scrape by at the Gates of Hell, the Masaya Volcano, at the very bleeding heart of Central America. Hell, sweet hell, err, home. I meant home, sweet hell!
I have decided to chime in with something transcendentally relevant. Enjoy, you do not have to pledge anything, my efforts are always free.
Left to my own devices and salivating in the tropical scorcher, in the erupting drought season, the promised $20 bill of rights rain has not even started yet for me here on Subtract. It seems like nobody´s gold pennies can reach my flying BullShip skyhigh. Yet I stay working Job, patience is my virtue upon the rack, tried, drawn, and quartered as vice driven through the rusty nails of my faith .... until I, one-armed, cannot carry my heavy cross anymore.
Substack is the greatest platform where I can share my massive varied witing stuff. I have quite a few posts already here with 60 subscribers and growing every day as people are finally noticing my stranded S.O.S. sign on the beach! Thank God, thanks to you good people. God bless you!
Thank you Arjun!! for sharing my Trigger Play poem, you are the best audience :) and I loved the A. D. Mr. Wendal video. Yes, important lyrics delivered with an open hand regarding humanity, art can get through when little else can, boy do we need it. hugs, K