Re:versed, Again

dazed by days of prose
april comes showering poems
state reversed by verse

Poem, Day 1

Originally posted on 4 April 2013

Today is the first day of National Poetry Month! In fact, this April marks the 20th anniversary of National Poetry Month, which was inaugurated by the Academy of American Poets in 1996. It has grown to become the “largest literary celebration in the world with schools, publishers, libraries, booksellers and poets celebrating poetry’s vital place in our culture.”

To join in the celebration, new and favorite poems will post here throughout April—possibly every day! I call my poetical alter ego Ava Wood and plan to tap into that voice to produce new poems this month. Each year, I relish the challenge of creating poetry, like the haiku above and like this and this and this. — VF



Witness God’s green work

Entrust your seed to the earth

Bloom, bloom, blossom burst

— ava wood




Never feels quite right
Too long bundled and uptight,
like a Nubian entombed or plainest Mennonite.
Tension risen, watch the bite
Mind churning, so burst it might.
Eternal tunnel absent a whisper of light
Sun conceded to perpetual night.
Well-plumbed valleys, nary a heavenly height
Nearly convinced no mercy in sight
Then, I write.

— ava wood

There she goes again. And why not, it’s National Poetry Month!



Dr Harper HandsGave away my soul.
Giving back to get it back.
Given what I know.

Ava Wood

No time today to pen a new poem, so I’ve recycled this haiku from Giving Back that I post here at least once a year.

Wishing you sweet sonnets, heavenly haiku, cozy couplets and such during National Poetry Writing Month!


dazed by days of prose
april comes showering poems
state reversed by verse

April is National Poetry Month! I’ve always had a thing for poetry—reading it, hearing it, writing it and savoring it. So, I am forever grateful that Giving Back opened a new opportunity for me to evoke and express my poetical alter ego…my own “Sasha Fierce”…my bolder voice that I (sometimes) call Ava Wood.

Above is haiku she/I/we composed today for the occasion, with more like this and this and this to come. — VF

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