Jolted

Poem, NPM Make-Up Day 2

It has come to my attention
with speed of lightning from above
thus compelled I am to mention
I must find another love.

— ava wood

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Hard Learned

Poem, NPM Make-Day 1

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Hard learned yet simple:

Live and give unsparingly,

head, heart, hands and soul.

— ava wood

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Truth of The Matter

IMG_2754Poem, Day 30

Today’s the last day of National Poetry Month, and I have a poem to share. But that’s not all! Like schools handle “snow days,” I’ll continue posting poetry during the first week of May to make up for the days I didn’t manage to post a poem. I estimate six or so make-up days.

This monthlong challenge that I set for myself has stretched and excited me. All and all, it’s been fun. I thrive from the pressure to highlight a poem with a new post by the end of each day.

I’m closing April with the poem that helped me break out of my shell as a poetry writer. Click the link for a short video version of “Truth Be Told,” a poem that opens my book Giving Back. — VF

A Month Full of Poetry

Poem, Day 28

Well, today’s post isn’t exactly a poem but rather a collage of lines from classic and contemporary poems. Each year, the Academy of American Poets commissions a poster in celebration of National Poetry Month. Below is the 2016 poster, which was designed by Debbie Millman.

 To read a selection of the poetry featured in this poster, click here to access the anthology of poster poems.

2016 poetry month poster

The Diamond Days

Poem, Day 27

Blinding diamond days 

do come once the world’s weight wanes—

cleansed, altered, wondrous

— ava wood

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Day 26 and other days

Among the revelations of the weekend release of “Lemonade: A Visual Album by Beyoncé” is the poetry of Warsan Shire.

Today’s post for National Poetry Month features Warsan’s poems. In fact, the seven poems composing “warsan versus melancholy” cover today (Day 26) and also six of the 13 days this month when I failed to post a poem. Actually, a single one of her poems could sweep the entire month.

Listen.

Poems, Day 26 and other days

(h/t Michelle L)

Between Them

I am through with him.

At least that’s what I told him.

Truth…lies…between them.

                                         — ava wood

Poem, Day 24

Haiku again, in the nick of time, just before midnight. I have numerous make-up days for the April days that I missed.  I’ll catch up in time. — VF

Day 16

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Gave away my soul

Giving back to get it back

Given what I know

Poem, Day 16

After returning from the University of Arkansas-Pine Bluff (UAPB), which held a reception and program in conjunction with The Soul of Philanthropy exhibit, today I’m re-posting a featured haiku from my book and exhibit. I wrote this one about five or six years ago on a day I was playing around with various idioms and conjugated forms of the verb to give. The haiku emerged pretty quickly and effortlessly and it perfectly sums up my thoughts, then and now.

The UAPB exhibit in Hathaway-Howard Fine Arts Center was beautiful and filled with students wandering through. Below are some photos from my Arkansas visit. — VF

Love and Happiness

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Funny how this album cover and the songs within made such an impression on me at such a young age. Fans of Al Green’s music, my parents of course had this hit album in the Seventies. At the time, that white wicker chair was the most regal thing I had ever beheld. Al’s cool, confident pose, the white shag carpeting, the hanging asparagus fern and everything pictured on the cover fed my budding notions of style and romanticism. To this day, Al Green remains my favorite soul singer, every song on the album can move my tender heart to tears, and I’ll forever consider myself Al’s greatest fan.

Apparently, I’m hardly the only one influenced by the album. Rolling Stone has ranked “I’m Still In Love With You” among the greatest albums of all time.

Today, April 13, is Al Green’s birthday and coincidentally I find myself en route to The Soul of Philanthropy exhibit opening in Arkansas, the home state of my beloved soul singer. Since it’s National Poetry Month (and I’m behind on my daily poem posts), below is an inspired haiku. And I bet you can guess who I’ll be listening to during today’s flight to Little Rock. — VF

Poem, Day 13

Love and Happiness

Joys never to be without 

yet found first within