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Announcement on More Poetry, A Holler to my Friends

In the Get ready newsletter that Maureen published before the start of April, she mentions venues for places where you can go to nip inspiration or provide new insight.  

O Miami runs until the end of April. Here’s a synopsis of who they are:

“O,” is a direct address of the beloved.
“Miami” is our beloved.

The mission of the annual O, Miami Poetry Festival is for every single person in Miami-Dade County to encounter a poem.

Each festival begins on April 1 and runs until April 30. During that month, we work side-by-side with Miamians to bring poetry to the forefront of civic life, co-producing, on average, 41 events and 23 projects.

https://www.omiami.org/events

Oh, yes, O Miami has caught my attention mainly because I have friends in the area. In hindsight, I should have checked them out first (at the beginning when I had more energy) before deciding to set sail, Solo on this, my maiden voyage at NaPoWriMo.

I don't need accolades -- poets don't compete or need accolades, they cannot
help the words that appear on the page through them-- and they know it. But
an occasional message to take back to the muse for doing a great job is
always welcomed.

She questions me-- my muse does, you see. Like Mama used to do.

"So what did your godmother say?
"Did she eat the cake?
"With her teeth in this time,
or did she swallow it down with Ruby Rich (wine) again?
"Did she like it-- how do you know?"
 
Mama wanted to know it all. Sometimes I feel Muse is Mama disguised in drag. 

But really, no worries– everyone here on the forum has been amazing to me. In my naivety, I was not aware that there were other places (besides WP) where one could set up a website. I’m so impressed. Too bad we cannot give likes or comments easily across borders.

Anyway, if you decide to check out their website, dear friends in Miami (or elsewhere– it’s the world wide web), perhaps you can start by penning your own short poem by playing along to their Zip Odes fun. Anyone can do this, I think. What fun! Share it by email with me, please.

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Now onward to the (optional) prompt for Day 18. Thanks, Maureen.

This one comes to us from Stephanie Malley, who challenges us to write a poem based on the title of one of the chapters from Susan G. Wooldridge’s Poemcrazy: Freeing Your Life with Words. The book’s table of contents can be viewed using Amazon’s “Look inside” feature. Will you choose “the poem squash?” or perhaps “grocery weeping” or “the blue socks”? If none of the 60 rather wonderful chapter titles here inspire you, perhaps a chapter title from a favorite book would do? For example, the photo on my personal Twitter account is a shot of a chapter title from a P.G. Wodehouse novel — the chapter title being “Sensational Occurrence at a Poetry Reading.”

Photo Image by Please Don’t sell My Artwork AS IS from Pixabay 

https://www.napowrimo.net/
 PRACTICE
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 the blue socks
 
 As a Nonet: 9/8/7/6/5/4/3/2/1 syllables

 Walk like a lady, my mama said
brother would rush to show me how
I'd pirouette to socks pile
find my blue dotted ones
yes! knee-high, pompoms
soft 'n bouncy
'til tangled
lady
like
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 As a Shadorma: 3/5/3/3/7/5 syllables

 lady-like
Mama scolded me
Tom showed how
yes, pompoms
soft but tangled, bucked my knees
sock-ed lass walking
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 Unclassified-- 10 lines of 8 syllables

 "Walk like a lady," Mama said
Brother rushed to demonstrate how
I'd pirouette to socks drawer
search for my favorite blue ones
polka dots, knee-high with pompoms --
puffy, soft, and bouncy, those balls
I'd dance the shimmy, rub my knees
until the pompoms tangled up
so indeed, I'd get Ma laughing
my attempt to be lady-like
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Thanks for reading my Sunday, April 18th word contribution, and I continue to wish you ordinary miracles. Be well, everyone.

Selma Martin
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  1. Alana

    Love the formal experimentation to offer several views of the same little moment in time.

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