Showing posts with label Secret Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Secret Poems. Show all posts

Friday, October 13, 2023

Listen to Your Secret Self

Mushrooms in Strykersville Cemetery, Strykersville, NY.
Photo by Amy LV



Students - I wrote today's poem from a photograph taken earlier in the week, on a walk through a cemetery near my home. And where did this poem come from? I don't know. I have read poems about mushrooms being quiet, and truthfully, this poem just arrived. I wrote a line, read it out loud to myself, and listened to my secret self to know and write the next line. I recommend this. Listen to your secret self as you write. We each have a secret self, and it can be a good friend to us as we create poetry or other art, but secret selves can get lost in the hullabaloo of life if we don't make time for them.  (I protect my secret self by giving it quiet time and by not watching violence or spending too much time consuming media.)

One thing to notice about this poem is its long lines. I considered breaking it up into shorter lines as I often do, considered adding more punctuation. But I decided not to do either of these things, because, as I read the poem aloud, I enjoyed its breathless, quick feeling, as if the speaker is telling the listener an important secret that must be told right away. I rather like how the lines all run together even though I may decide to change this one day in the future. This poem gives a bit of advice, something you might enjoy offering in a poem sometime.

Know this: your poems are yours. You can write them one way today and change them tomorrow if you wish. Your mind is a wide meadow filled with endless surprises, and you may write these poems in whichever way brings you the most joy.

I am happy to share that my friend Gart has once again made music to go with last week's poem. You can hear his joyful voice of Fox HERE, as I have added it to the post. Thank you, Gart!

Thank you to the students, teachers, and administration of Alden Intermediate School in Alden, NY for welcoming me to your school so warmly this week. I loved speaking to and writing with the third and fourth grade students and look forward to more time wiht fourth grade and also fifth grade next week. I am still thinking about the student poems I read over the past two days, reminded once again how young people write so deeply, clearly, and honestly.

Catherine is hosting this week's Poetry Friday roundup today at Reading to the Core with a celebration of Irene Latham's newest book, THE MUSEUM ON THE MOON and an original poem to go with it. Each Friday, all are invited to share poems, poem books, poetry ideas, and friendship in this open and welcoming poetry community.

xo,

Amy

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Friday, August 14, 2020

Do You Have a Secret?


Snow Body
by Amy LV



Students - I am reading (finishing, sigh!) a wonderful, magical book right now titled THE MURMUR OF BEES by Sofia Segovia. This novel takes place during the time of the Spanish Flu, and I am especially intrigued by the character of Simonopio who has a mystical relationship with bees. Perhaps this is why today's poem involves a bit of enchantment. I awoke this morning and simply took some quiet time to think. And at once, I could almost feel my body fill with snow. I could see this, this thing that is not true yet feels true.

If I really DID have a body filled with snow, no one would be able to see it. This would be a secret, and while it is not true, it feels like a true secret today. What might be a true possible secret for you? Go ahead and just sit still and think. Imagine. Allow the magic in. And if you wish, write about your secret. You need not show your writing to anyone, but of course you may if you wish.

And remember, what we put into our hearts and minds comes out in one way or another, so it is important to consider what we allow our brains and hearts to eat. I think I will be reading more magical realism.

Speaking of magic and connections, I feel so fortunate to have participated in one of Tabatha's poetry swaps this summer. Tabatha, of The Opposite of Indifference, often gets such good fun going, and last week, my mailbox and I were tickled to receive this beautiful notebook made by Jone of DeoWriter

Poem and Notebook by Jone
Photo by Amy LV

Her lovely poem reads:

bristly rose pollen
a bee gathers nature's gold
for future poems

I adore how Jone refers to pollen as nature's gold and adore imagining the future poems of honey. Does Jone know we have bees and hope to harvest honey for the first time this year? Does she know that I have planted these exact roses out front of our home? Does she know that I am reading THE MURMUR OF BEES? Magic. Magic and gratitude. Thank you to Jone and to Tabatha for bringing such a perfect poem present to me.

Molly is hosting this week's Poetry Friday party over at Nix the Comfort Zone with the roundup and a monotetra poem bidding farewell to her area code 207 in Maine. We invite everybody to join in each Friday as we share poems, poem books, poetry ideas, and friendship. Check out my left sidebar to learn where to find this poetry goodness each week of the year.

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Friday, August 5, 2016

An Untrue (But Grand) Secret: Writing Pretend Truths


Great Rock
Photo by Amy LV


Students - After reading today's poem, you may be thinking that I really do carry a rock in my pocket all of the time.  I don't.  But I want to.  And I do think about doing so.  And someday...I may.  I do, however, love rocks, all kinds of rocks, and I adore the sound that a rock makes when it hits the road.  Always have.

Sometime earlier this week, I held a rock, and another time earlier this week, I hopped on a hopscotch board we found on a quiet sidewalk.  The combination of these two things brought me to this poem. I enjoyed thinking about a secret tucked inside of a pocket and the idea that we do all have secrets and small treasures that others do not know about.

What sound do you love?

What do you keep in your pocket?

What secret might you share?  A true one...or a pretend one?

It's an honor to host Alexandra Zurbrick at my other blog, Sharing Our Notebooks, this month.  Please head on over, peek into Ally's notebooks, and leave her a comment.  You may just win one of her favorite writing books!

Tara is hosting today's Poetry Friday fiesta over at A Teaching Life.  Poetry Friday is for everyone, and I invite you to visit the posts and just wallow in words all weekend...

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