Sunday, October 30, 2005

Poetry Carnival 10/30


Poetry Carnival 10/30


Being the host of the poetry carnival gave me the opportunity to announce a theme, and being autumn with all of its color and smells and sounds, I thought imagery would be a good one to go with. This weeks carnival is intended to be a sensory experience, so sit back and enjoy the show!

Garnet of Glittering Stew shares a wonderfully aural rendition of a rainstorm and its
"Xylophonic riffs singing a sweet, wet, tinkling blues."
in Babbling Drops.

Vickie, from Contraptions also used rain as her inspiration this week, but with a very different version of rain that
"Drizzle drips like a persistent faucet
and the tears slide unchecked from my eyes.
The grayness of the day penetrates deep
to mix with the ugliness that is me."
with her poem called Rain Bath

Martin of Complete and Utter Poetry tells us about
"Sweet somethings whispered
More felt than heard"
in his short but tactile piece entitled Afterwards

.:A:. from English, August directs 55 words into a performance with Drama
"The plot thickens
After
The stage
Is set

The players improvise
When
They forget
Their lines"
The Science Creative Quarterly gave us two names to have a look at this week:

Brian Willems has there a collection of poems whose simple outlook offers some unique insights.
Untitled (humans)
When humans are
a simple glance
in a museum
they shine
And Jonathan Cohen is showcased as well with his poem about Einstein at Princeton, part of which reads
"Einstein sits and thinks under the dark trees
surrounding a white cottage - where no war
came, even during the years when young men
flooded out from this campus, cold from tap
like the beer they'd drunk at the Tiger-
town Inn just before their first induction."
Billy Jones, a.k.a. Billy the Blogging Poet sent us a light-hearted piece about chicken farming and the Story of Howie's life with his poem entitled "Howie the Chicken Herder"
"Howie ran a chicken ranch,
he'd herd them to and fro,
saddle 'em up, ride 'em hard,
and brand a few, you know.
At night he'd build a campfire,
the chickens gathered 'round
to hear ol' Howie play guitar
and sing his chicken sounds..."
Daniel of Talking to Myself sent in an image-rich piece that includes these lines:
"shadow-dancing in the reflected light -
to the "hiss/pop/crack" of music played -
a cacophony of wood percussion."
in this sensual picture called "Firelight."

And Adam at Adam's Blog sends us a bit of Wal-Mart humor:
"As I walked into Wally World,
The man smiled,
Trying to say ya'll like a southerner
But sounding like a wannabe."
Take a look at the rest of The Wal-Mart Singer

You can have a look if you'd like at my entry, a 55 word poem, about:
"..a promise unkept,
dangled low and round
against the horizon, swaying
on the tips of spent corn..."
The other 38 words are here in To Defy Gravity

Violet from promptings gives us a picture in her poem - as well as an accompanying photograph -
"Peacock ferns Eden-lush
draw us into the dim, cedar-canopied wood..."
and the end result is a beautiful sight to see in Langley Woods


Vijay has joined us as well, in his first ever poetry carnival submission from My Serenity:
"So calm, so serene, the full moon rose ;
The impure beauty kindles the desire.
Yet as if all the world now suddenly froze,
I stare at the officious flame burning without fire."
Go have a look at the rest of Starry Moon.

Dan Weasel A.K.A. Andrew Nichols, our carnival founder has joined in with a lovely piece at his blog, Philosophical Poetry that starts like this:
"Like a sullen teetotaler fallen off the wagon,
poetry skids first this way then that,
brooding over a world of details
and shivering in its skin."
This piece, My Lady has a mood you can really sink into.

Ms. Taken is also new, not only to our little carnival, but to blogging too. Her new blog is called Elicit Beauty, and she says:
"I have heard an angel fall."
in her piece, which she's dubbed Untitled but Something About Wisdom

Thanks to all who participated, we grow a bit with each new edition! I hope some of you will consider volunteering to host the next edition, which if my calendar serves me right, will be on November 13th.

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10 comments:

  1. Great job Erin! Thanks for the wonderful carnival, especially in the midst of everything else happening in your life right now...

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  2. No problem, it gave me something to do for a while, other than worry and obsess! I really enjoyed hosting it, and I truly hope we get some more volunteers lined up for the upcoming weeks.

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  3. Now if I could just figure out why Blogger keeps messing up Martin's first link! I've edited it 10 times and it just keeps reverting. Sorry Martin! I'll try again in the morning, maybe Blogger won't be in a mood then!

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  4. You certainly make the carnies sound impressive!

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  5. Beautifully done, Erin! Didn't know about the other challenges in your life right now. My thoughts and prayers go out to you and yours!

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  6. Great job, Erin. I'm glad this gave you something to focus on.

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  7. Great job, Erin. You've certainly got the touch.

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  8. I don't know about having the touch, but I know that lately I've been touched. For all the bad there is always reason to be thankful. At the risk of spouting a cliche... there is always a silver lining, and sometimes they come in the form of people you barely know.

    Thank you all for your care and concern and support.

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  9. Great job with the carnival Erin!

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  10. Thank you Erin, for doing this. And for including my poem. I enjoyed this little exploration. And I found some pretty nice poetry sites. I'm off to write 55 pretty words!

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