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Epiphany Eve Birthday

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Epiphany, or Three Kings Day, is the Christian festival celebrating the arrival of the Magi to visit the Christ child.  In the west it is also known as Twelfth Night, the twelfth night after Christmas, which is January 6.

The word epiphany also means the sudden insight into the essential meaning of something.  My birthday epiphany this year was that chocolate cake must be accompanied by peppermint ice cream.

The following is a Tanka, a poem that is in form with 5/7/5/7/7 lines.

I can make a piece

of flowerless frosted fudge cake

last a week, each slice

dissolving chocolate-heaven

each taste a year of pleasure.

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Haiku Moments

Maple close up

The maples are spectacular right now.  Always last to show and always worth the wait.

We raked and raked leaves yesterday and by mid-morning today the lawn was full of them.  I moaned about all the leaves still on the trees but my husband said, “Just look at how beautiful the maples are.  It will be worth raking more later on just to experience this.”

The mindfulness of paying attention and finding one haiku moment each day used to be so important to me.  I don’t know why I stopped, but I have resumed the daily practice of keeping a haiku diary.

Here is my favorite haiku from the past week.

leaf clings

to rain-soaked windshield

never give up

 

 

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Poetry Festival

Poetry Walk at the Wisconsin Poetry Festival

Poetry Path at the Wisconsin Poetry Festival

A poetry festival that includes readings, round tables, workshops and a walk along the Rock River – not a bad way to spend a Saturday.

Several ideas for new poems came to mind during the 2014 Lorine Niedecker Wisconsin Poetry Festival in Fort Atkinson, October 10 and 11.  If you are not familiar with Lorine, here is a website with lots of good information http://www.lorineniedecker.org/

The newsletter of the Friends of Lorine Niedecker, Solitary Plover, recently published two of my poems.  The guidelines for submission call for poems that honor Lorine in theme, style or content.  For me, that means poems about nature and about place. *

A popular question for the leaders of one of the Round Tables at the Poetry Festival was “Where do your ideas come from?”  Both poets talked about the importance of keeping a pen and paper handy to jot down that thought you think you will remember but will not.

The photo above is one of the poems written on the Poetry Path, which extended from the Farmer’s Market in downtown Fort Atkinson to the Dwight Foster Public Library.  It’s a haiku, consistent with the Festival theme, “The Short Poem.”

I thought the instructions were to write six words about yourself.  Here’s my Poetry Path poem.

Curious Explorer / Creates / Her own map

*  See pages 8 and 9 of the Summer 2014 issue of Solitary Plover for my poems Dedication to Sound, March to June and Oak Savanna.  http://www.lorineniedecker.org/documents/Summer2014web.pdf

 

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A Stroll in Purple and White

Coneflowers

Like buxom ladies

Coneflowers push for the sky

while summer slides by.

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Space Haiku

Silk Road Photo

Central Asian Caravan Woman Rousing her Camel While Nursing

China, Tang Dynasty 618-906 C.E.

The Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art

Kansas City, Missouri

Today at the local food coop, I watched a young woman nurse her baby while she texted away on her phone.  I enjoyed the irony of moms then and moms now:  always more than one thing to be done at the same time.

I wrote these haiku after reading an article about the earth’s risk of being hit by an asteroid.  I was also working to get the yard and garden in shape for summer.  The juxtaposition of what is going on in space and what I am doing here on earth appealed to me.

Asteroids whizz by

millions of miles away.

Brown toad in garden.

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Meteor of stone

veined with iron-red lacework.

Crochet a sampler.

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Pictures of an asteroid

arrive from Deep Space.

Petals fall like snow.

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The asteroid belt

lies just short of Jupiter.

Horses graze on grass.

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A moon in orbit

follows asteroid to earth.

Light bulb drops, splinters.

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Sweet Magnolia

Magnolia

Sweet Magnolia…

Insouciant.  Pink.

Strong wind rips petals.

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Padre Island Dunes

Padre Dunes

in purple I leave

western day

alone, no less

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