Thursday, April 14, 2011

Poem In Your Pocket Day Blog Hop Today!

And the posting is easy...

1. Carry your poem in your pocket today, sharing it in as many ways as you see fit.

2. Comment below by posting your poem and responding to others' poems.

3. If you've got a blog or website, use the linky tool to offer your URL so we can easily hop over to see your poem post.



4.  If you like, stop back later today or tomorrow to tell us about how your Poem in Your Pocket Day went and/or hop over to ActionReaders.com and post your experiences in the Poetry In Action group.

That's it!
And may the poems be with you.
L

Here's mine:

i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any--lifted from the no
of all nothing--human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

                                    e.e. cummings

(And even though I'm not religious, I still adore this most celebratory of poems.)

4 comments:

Sidne,the BCR said...

nice poem. i shall join the linky

Sidne,the BCR said...

Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor --
Bare.
But all the time
I'se been a-climbin' on,
And reachin' landin's,
And turnin' corners,
And sometimes goin' in the dark
Where there ain't been no light.
So boy, don't you turn back.
Don't you set down on the steps
'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.
Don't you fall now --
For I'se still goin', honey,
I'se still climbin',
And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
(Langton Hughes)

Jo said...

Just posted mine on my blog! :)
http://fluidityoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/poem-in-your-pocket-day-today.html

Anonymous said...

Michelle Campbell said...
I've recently "discovered" Carl Sandburg. Where has he been all my life? I'm loving every poem of his I read. They beg to be read aloud again and again. Here is the poem that I'll be putting in my pocket.

Back Yard by Carl Sandburg

Shine on, O moon of summer.
Shine to the leaves of grass, catalpa and oak,
All silver under your rain to-night.

An Italian boy is sending songs to you to-night from an
accordion.
A Polish boy is out with his best girl; they marry next
month; to-night they are throwing you kisses.

An old man next door is dreaming over a sheen that sits
in a cherry tree in his back yard.

The clocks say I must go--I stay here sitting on the
back porch drinking white thoughts you rain down.

Shine on, O moon,
Shake out more and more silver changes.

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