Monday Miscellany
Well, it's close to Monday. Seems like Monday came a little too soon for me to make my usual deadline, so I guess this is technically Tuesday Miscellany.
The most important news is that I'll probably be doing more workshops in the near future. The people liked what happened in the last one and they are asking for more. I may even be doing one for foster care kids and that's one I'm really thrilled about.
I visit Daisy Day Writer's blog SunnyRoomStudio a lot because it's so lovely and thought provoking. On one visit I posted about the synergy of art and the written word, and that made me remember E.E. Cummings who made some of his poetry into pictures. Here's one of my favorites where the childlike attitude toward spring is capture not only in the words, but also in the way he lets those words skip onto the page.
in Just-
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame baloonman
whistles far and wee
and eddieanbill com
running from marbles and
piracies and it's
spring
when the world is puddle-wonderful
the queer
old baloonman whistles
far and wee
and abettyandisbelcom dancing
from hop-scotch and jum-rope and
it's spring
and
the
goat-footed
BaloonMan
far
and
wee
Feel like playing a bit? Try creating some poetry-pictures.
Here's an old one, more charm than poetry, but still with the rhythm of a poem and the written words in a magical form. AABABRABRAABRACABRACAABRACADABRACADAABRACADABABRACADABRABRACADABRA
The word gradually expands and becomes complete, the sound of the word unfolding like a bit of magic.
Have fun and I hope you'll share something with me that you've painted in words. Sliding on the Edge, C. Lee McKenzie, WestSide Books, Spring '09

I visit Daisy Day Writer's blog SunnyRoomStudio a lot because it's so lovely and thought provoking. On one visit I posted about the synergy of art and the written word, and that made me remember E.E. Cummings who made some of his poetry into pictures. Here's one of my favorites where the childlike attitude toward spring is capture not only in the words, but also in the way he lets those words skip onto the page.

in Just-
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame baloonman
whistles far and wee
and eddieanbill com
running from marbles and
piracies and it's
spring
when the world is puddle-wonderful
the queer
old baloonman whistles
far and wee
and abettyandisbelcom dancing
from hop-scotch and jum-rope and
it's spring
and
the
goat-footed
BaloonMan
far
and
wee
Feel like playing a bit? Try creating some poetry-pictures.
Here's an old one, more charm than poetry, but still with the rhythm of a poem and the written words in a magical form. AABABRABRAABRACABRACAABRACADABRACADAABRACADABABRACADABRABRACADABRA
The word gradually expands and becomes complete, the sound of the word unfolding like a bit of magic.
Have fun and I hope you'll share something with me that you've painted in words. Sliding on the Edge, C. Lee McKenzie, WestSide Books, Spring '09
Published on April 12, 2011 08:29
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