A Small Poem for MLK Day 2020

Make America Dream Again
Make America Dream Again flickr photo by Pictoscribe shared under a Creative Commons (BY-NC-ND) license

Voices, echo

Words crawl inside
the collective mind,
a world yet to be turned
from such madness

of race and
division

for how shall we come together
and truly begin to see each other –
not beyond skin and history,
but somewhere within it?

Some men rise from ash
and assassination —
women do, too —
these fragile bonds
of possibilities linger
in the imagination as

Voices, echo

Peace (and progress),
Kevin

MadLib-ification Remix-ification of Poet-ification

MadLibification

This is a response to Terry’s post about Madlib-ification. I decided to respond quite literally … creating an interactive Mad Lib (via Mad Takes), based on the poem he riffed off, which I riffed off … with apologies to James Wright … go on and play it .. make a remix poem …
Peace (fill in the blanks),
Kevin

Mad:)Takes - free online ad-Lib word game similar to Mad Libs™

MadLib-ification of a Poem

PART OF THE BODY
COLOR ADJECTIVE
COLOR ADJECTIVE
ACTION WORD
COLOR ADJECTIVE
BUILDING
TIME OF DAY
CHOOSE LEFT OR RIGHT
NAME OF TREES
ANIMAL SPECIES, PLURAL
COLOR
KIND OF BIRD

Annotated Sound Files: Turning Terry’s Poem into Song

Terry Poem Song Annotated

Yesterday, I shared the song I created after reading Terry’s poem. This morning, after reading some lovely comments from him about process and time and effort, I went back into my sound project and began to annotate where his words influenced what sounds. I found it a useful bit of reflection and I suspect Terry might find it a bit intriguing, too.

Note: Shrinking the project to see all the tracks made everything tiny. Apologies.

Read yesterday’s post to better understand the annotations

Peace (sounds like dawn),
Kevin

Words Translated Into Song

My friend, Terry, posted a beautiful poem of a morning with his wife, on the porch, at his blog on his birthday. I read it a few times and thought I could just hear the glimmers of a song simmering below the surface of this lines. Luckily, I had some time to make just that — a song interpretation of Terry’s poem, with sound files, beats, loops and small snippets of his poem (read by me).

What I find interesting is how I was both trying to capture my own feeling of reading Terry’s words but also being intentional in taking it in a new direction. If you read his poem, you should hear some of his moments. You may also wonder what I was thinking, as you listen to other elements. Mostly, I was trying to capture the heartbeat of his piece.

Doing this kind of work brings you deeper into the text, a closer kind of reading. Every word has the possibility of something to give. I hope Terry enjoys the interpretation, left for him as a gift for his birthday.

Peace (in song),
Kevin

Digital Poem: Tales of Fallen Stars

I’ve been working a few days on this digital piece, that merges an original piece of music I created with a poem, and then complimentary video. Overall, I’m happy with the results.

Happy new year!

Peace (falling and catching),
Kevin

Snow Day Poem Day


25. What a view! A six-inch snowfall! flickr photo by Carol (vanhookc) shared under a Creative Commons (BY-SA) license

We got the no-school call early yesterday morning as a storm rolled in …. so a poem about the superstitions/techniques that kids still use the night before the possible winter storms …

Spoons
under pillows
Prayers
to the skies
Pajamas
on backwards
Flush a toilet
full of ice

Don’t ask us
how these things
make what you
wish to become true –

just keep on sleeping in –

Today’s
a Snow Day
for you

Peace (play),
Kevin

Book Review: Typewriter Rodeo (Real People, Real Stories, Custom Poems)

Oh my gosh. This whole concept just gets me thinking and dreaming of poetry. I wrote a poem nearly every morning (I do it over here) but these talented folks set up with typewriters and write for hours, as people come up and ask for a poem on a suggested topic. The poems are just marvelous and what’s missing with the book is the sound of the typewriters in action (there should be an audio file on the cover that you can push to listen as you read.)

Here’s a video of four hours of typewriting ..

Anyhoo … Typewriter Rodeo, the book, seeks to capture the experience of Typewriter Rodeo, the experience, where the four poets — Jodi Egerton, David Fruchter, Kari Anne Holt and Sean Petrie — set up at festivals, Maker Spaces, bars and restaurants, and special events, and write poemspoemspoemspoems for people, sometimes for hours. It seems like magic. (Special thanks to my friend, Mary Lee, for turning me on to Typewriter Rodeo)

The book collection here — Typewriter Rodeo: Real People, Real Stories, Custom Poems — is full of the poems written on the fly with little more than a word or phrase, and quick connection between poet and audience — or at least, the ones they have remembered to take a picture of before the poem leaves in the hands of the requester. The four writers tell stories of their experiences as poets-on-demand (“The mistakes are free” is one of my favorite mantras of theirs), and some of the poem recipients also share stories. In fact, what emerges is how many people are surprised at how deep the poetry goes, capturing their emotions and thinking in a way that no other writing-from-a-stranger can probably do.

The result is this beautiful, crazy collection of poems — heart-felt, deeply emotional, funny and insightful, and it makes me want to set up a typewriter on the neighborhood corner and write on request, as if I could pull that off. (Hey, maybe I could! You could, too!)

Peace (poems bring it on),
Kevin

 

 

Two SmallPoems about the Clocks


IMG_1697 flickr photo by jmerelo shared under a Creative Commons (BY-SA) license

With the end of Daylight Savings, my brain — already a tricky object at night — is fairly confused, and that makes for some interesting poems, I guess.

Yesterday’s Poem:

Oh,
hour,
lost hour,
you gentle flower –
hidden
in the shadows
of bloom –
we forgot
you were there
until you
reappeared
at the door
of dawn’s
empty room

Today’s Poem:

My brain
won’t believe
what the clock
seems to say

I’m open-eyed
and wide awake
with hours before
the day

Peace (tick tock goes the clock),
Kevin

Curating a Collection of Place-Based SmallPoems

CLMOOC WriteOut Place-Based Daily Poems

Every morning, in October, I used the daily place-based theme of the day for CLMOOC and Write Out to both write poetry (at home, before work) and doodle (at school, with kids). While I was posting the small poems at my poetry site, I wanted to find a way to gather them together, to curate them, with the calendar that Wendy had built for us in CLMOOC with every theme listed.

ThingLink did the trick. Hover over a day, and click the green button to read the poem.

I had the idea of adding an audio version of each poem to the days, but never got to it. Yet. I might still do that, since it is easy enough to upload audio into each tagged item in ThingLink.

Also, here is my complete calendar of daily doodles from the classroom — there’s no real correlation between my doodles on the themes and the poems on the themes, other than both were inspired each day by the same theme.

CLMOOC WriteOut Place-Based Daily Doodles

Peace (day by day, poem by poem, doodle by doodle),
Kevin

 

 

Poems With Strangers and Friends: The #WriteOut #SmallPoems eBook

We had nearly 30 small poems written and shared in our open Google Slides for the Write Out project. I gathered up the files and used SoundSlides to create a short video of this wonderful collection of words and images and collaboration.

Go directly to SoundSlides to watch

or

Go to the Slideshow to read at your own pace (but without music!)

Peace (in the poems),
Kevi