Poems by William Carlos Williams

“Not very good at it,” he says. Well, I beg to differ, the Monkey did a danged fine job on the first day of Poetry Month. Follow the link to listen to three poems he recorded by William Carlos Williams. My recordings in response will be posted tomorrow as the Monkey Prodigy and I feature readings by a different poet each week during the US’s National Poetry month.
And we’ll also feature some other things in between so keep checking back with both of us!

The Monkey Prodigy

So the Dad Poet and I will be posting poems by 4 different poets this month (National Poetry Month). You better appreciate this because we’re not very good at it. Anyway, I have 3 poems by William Carlos Williams here. Listen to them and your day might become 10 times better…maybe.

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Happy Poetry Month

“Exactly what this country needs . . . we are what we believe.”

For the first day of National Poetry Month in the US (Cue comments from friends who write essays about why we don’t need poetry month hoopla. As the kids say, “Whatever.”) Here is a Saturday SongHere is a Saturday Song, well-chosen by the younger poet in the family. When you visit his blog, please remind him that his father said he should finish cleaning his room this weekend.

Oh! And keep your eyes peeled (Who came up with that terrible metaphor? It sounds painful!) for a collaborative Poetry Month feature he and I will be posting each week through April!

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Tuesday Tune Unbelievers

Vampire weekend

Vampire weekend (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It’s not that I don’t believe in Tuesday Tunes, but since I already feature Monday Music and Saturday Songs, I usually leave the Tuesday Tunes to my son, the Monkey. But I kinda needed a song to bring the mood up a bit here on this blog and I missed Monday, so now I’m cheating.

Micah’s tune yesterday featured the Menzingers who seemed to be filming in Scranton, the so-called Electric City, just a short distance up the valley from where we live. It’s kind of a fun video and worth watching.

For me, I was thinking still of Oka, and I remember a recent Facebook post in which a friend of his said that Okla claimed it was the perfect song for her. Okla was a man of faith, not that he interpreted the Bible literally, but he was all about love for and toward his fellow humans. We had joked once or twice about how my unbelief and his belief actually had a lot in common. So I could see him smiling and recommending this song for me too.

The Lumineers, Vampire Weekend–we seemed to have similar tastes in music, so I’ll share this rare Tuesday Tune, complete with the lyrics, in memory of Okla Elliot. May it bring his other unbelieving friends a smile like it did me.

In Memory of Okla Elliot, Three Poems

On Monday morning, the first day of spring, I stepped out my door and looked up to the clouds that were breaking. I smiled to think how the chill this morning would be warming up as the day went on, according to the weather forecast. Still gazing at the sky, I remember saying, “Good morning, World!” Well, I started to say that, but as the W came out my foot slid out and away, landing me instantly and jarringly on my back. I don’t know how I managed to not crack my head open on the concrete steps, let alone how I saved all but a few drops from my coffee thermos.

The pain I would be in was not yet fully known. I was up immediately and spreading salt on the steps. The previous layer had been washed away by yesterday’s melting snow, and the water had frozen over again in the night. Continue reading

Lara Dolphin, Winter 2017

It’s hard for me to pick favorites from either of the two Word Fountain issues that I’ve had a part in bringing to life. But here is one that got me excited back when we first received the submission. I love when a poet takes something old, twists it around, and makes me look at from a new angle, makes me question the old adages and aphorisms and what we accept as truth.

There are a lot of marvelous poems by Ronald Wallace–“Oranges” is one of my all-time favorites–but I think this spin on a Wallace poem just might rival the original (Shhh, don’t tell RW I said that).  The poem is entitled “Time” after “Blessings” by Ronald Wallace. It’s written by Lara Dolphin and printed both online and in the hard copy of Word Fountain’s 2017 winter edition.

Head over to our Submissions page if you have short fiction or poems to send to us for the spring-summer issue. There are only 7 more days to the deadline on March 31st!

Source: Lara Dolphin, Winter 2017