Definition #222 Alphabet Sentence

Alphabet Sentence by John Stevens

Alphabet Sentence by John Stevens

Alphabet drama:

quick dog, paranoid-mean fox,

jabbing A to Z!

Definition #221 Memorial

Annika Elf in her Lair

Annika Elf in her Lair

dandelions light

the lair; towers of rocks sing

the memorial.

It’s Sweet to Be Remembered
by Charles Wright

No one’s remembered much longer than a rock
is remembered beside the road
If he’s lucky or
Some tune or harsh word
uttered in childhood or back in the day.

Still how nice to imagine some kid someday
picking that rock up and holding it in his hand
Briefly before he chucks it
Deep in the woods in a sunny spot in the tall grass.

“It’s Sweet to Be Remembered” by Charles Wright from Sestets. © Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2009. Reprinted with permission.

Definition #220 Deck

tree frog on deck 5-23-15

tree frog on deck 5-23-15

Selfie on deck 5-23-15

Selfie on deck 5-23-15

Children believe in the power
of animals, tucked into their feathers
and shells; they believe

in blessings: the sprinkle
of holy water, each tiny
unexplained life.

“Blessing of the Animals” by Faith Shearin from Telling the Bees. © Stephen Austin State University Press, 2015.

Definition #219 Chaos

Annika without the chrome effect on the iPhone6x

Annika without the chrome effect on the iPhone6x

From John Poland to

Owen to Annika to

yellow butterfly!

Happy Birthday John

May 23 1929

Chaos theory is sometimes known as “the butterfly effect,” a term coined by Lorenz in an attempt to explain how small actions in a dynamic system like the atmosphere could trigger vast and unexpected changes.
“Does the flap of a butterfly’s wings in Brazil set off a tornado in Texas?”

Edward Norton Lorenz

Definition #218 Golden

 

Annika

golden daffodils,

sunflowers, dandelions,

forsythia’s climb!

The soil feels sweet in my hands
as I push little marigolds in.
Bumblebees stir in the sour cherry
blossoms floating like pieces of moon

Marge Piercy

Definition #217 My Song

нова проба

This is what we do, reach for what we love the most, and practice everyday.

What we are striving for emerges as something singular to the creator

your own song.

-Laurie Doctor

“Until the song
that is your life
falls into your own cupped hands
and you recognize and greet it.”

Martha Postlewaite, Annunciation

Mary Oliver’s The Return:

I do not want to be frisky, and theatrical.
I do not want to go forward in the parade of names.
I do not want to be diligent or necessary or in any way
heavy.
From my mouth to God’s ear, I swear it; I want only
to be a song.
To wander around in the fields like a little reed bird.
To be a song.

Definitions #216 Enchantment of Music

Night in Venice

Night in Venice

The Everyday Enchantment of Music
by Mark Strand

A rough sound was polished until it became a smoother
sound,
which was polished until it became music. Then the
music was
polished until it became the memory of a night in Venice
when
tears of the sea fell from the Bridge of Sighs, which in
turn was
polished until it ceased to be and in its place stood the
empty
home of a heart in trouble. Then suddenly there was sun
and the
music came back and traffic was moving and off in the
distance, at
the edge of the city, a long line of clouds appeared, and
there was
thunder, which, however menacing, would become
music, and the
memory of what happened after Venice would begin,
and what
happened after the home of the troubled heart broke in
two would
also begin.

“The Everyday Enchantment of Music” by Mark Strand from Collected Poems. © Knopf, 2014. Reprinted with permission.

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