New Poem of the Week: Bluebird haiku

 

This is a poem, a haiku, I found in a lightning moment. The bluebirds, who have not migrated this year and who normally arc and swoop through the sunbeams over the road, lying in the snow, tucked and snuggled up into the downy arms of winter, a spectacle of transformation from something so joyous and beautiful to something unknown, unutterable and entirely beyond my vision.  Currently part of my winter journal, it may be included in the manuscript I am working on, Owl Light.

Bluebird

wheeling abandon
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This is a poem, a haiku, I found in a lightning moment. The bluebirds, who have not migrated this year and who normally arc and swoop through the sunbeams over the road, lying in the snow, tucked and snuggled up into the downy arms of winter, a spectacle of transformation from something so joyous and beautiful to something unknown, unutterable and entirely beyond my vision.  Currently part of my winter journal, it may be included in the manuscript I am working on, Owl Light.

If you like this poem, consider reading a few of my new poems on my blog and checking out my book Span (Rhizome Publishing 2011, 2012) which can be purchased as an eBook and read on most devices or as a beautiful paperback to be held in your hands and taken with you on your day.  The cover art by Mathias Valdez of Last Leaf Printing takes the book as object” concept to a lovely level.  Span also makes a great, inexpensive gift for the book or nature lover on your list.

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New Poem of the Week; an American haiku

The new Poem of the Week is an “american” haiku. American haiku usually follows (but sometimes strays from) the 5-7-5 syllabic line break “rules”, but often has no seasonal reference word (kigo) and is, more likely than not, missing a kireji which is a “cutting word” or “turning word” which gives traditional haiku that double-exposure quality.  Although the poem below does fall into this genre, I believe that it does, in fact, embody a metaphorical “fourth line” generating quality.

The dog, half-asleep,

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This poem is from my recently begun, new notebook, having submitted worthy and well-worked poetry from the other filled and falling apart notebooks in manuscript form. If you like this poem check out my other Selected New Poems on my blog or consider the eBook or paperback purchase of my book, span (Rhizome Publishing 2011, 2012) which is a collection of Human Ecology poems from 2000-2010.

Human ecology is the subdiscipline of ecology that focuses on the human niche. Broadly speaking, it is a study of the relationship between humans and their natural, social, and built environments: anthropogenic biomes called anthromes within which are habitats connected by road networks to create what has been called technoecosystems.  Human Ecology has a wide territory and manifesting in geography, sociology, psychology, anthropology, zoology, and natural ecology. It is my hope that my poetics can be seen to have contributed to this spectrum by adding literature, biography and ontology to this list.

A new Poem of the Week is about making miracles

the miracle is to walk on the green earth

In the midst of so many minds like flies these days
swarming around the stuff of death or things passed
or fearfully yet to unfold,

I aim to be a mind attracted…[…More]

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The title of this poem is taken from a line in a quote by Thich Nhat Hahn who said, “The miracle is not to walk on water. The miracle is to walk on the green earth dwelling deeply in the present moment and feeling truly alive.”  This poem is from my notebook The Nameless Way Woven With Crooked Genius many of which I hope to include in my next book, Deepening the Map.

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If you like this poem, please let me know, share it with others and check out more samples of my new poetry.  Span, my most recent collection of poetry in the Human Ecology vein is published by Rhizome Publishing.  It is currently available from Rhizome, Amazon or Barnes & Noble as an eBook for download to read on your computer, phone, eReader or other device.  It will be available in print sometime this month.

Subscribe to my blog for updates on it’s publication, subsequent publications, articles and links to my other work and works . . . there is also a Span Facebook page and you can follow me on Twitter as well.

New Poem of the Week is a thunderhead Haiku

New Poem of the Week is a thunderhead haiku titled Amethyst Pulses  celebrating the beauty of the moment many of us see during the spring monsoons and storms.

Click on the title of the poem to read it

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This haiku about the approaching thunderstorms over the deep blue mountains as I returned home at night and  is from my notebook The Nameless Way Woven With Crooked Genius many of which I hope to include in my next book, Deepening the Map.

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If you like this poem, please let me know, share it with others and check out more samples of new poetry.  Span, my most recent collection of poetry in the Human Ecology vein is published by Rhizome Publishing.  It is currently available from Rhizome, Amazon or Barnes & Noble as an eBook for download to read on your computer, phone, eReader or other device.  It will be available in print sometime this month.

Subscribe to my blog for updates on it’s publication, subsequent publications, articles and links to my other work and works . . . there is also a Span Facebook page and you can follow me on Twitter as well.

Two Small Poems for the Week

journey as art

worm scribbles beneath
the bark of an old dead log
journey is an art

manifesting nesting

before the birds of the heart can nestle,
one must be still enough
for them to land