prompt: write an ekphrastic poem. (specifically, a poem written from a photograph.) (photo credit: lynnee denise) there is a difference between the dogwood and the cherry blossom possibly. i couldn’t […]
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napowrimo poem 26: when they chose forever
prompt: write a curtal sonnet. today’s poem is for my beautiful brilliant sweet sister april, my dear friend and comrade and protector and teacher. today she married her beloved brad […]
napowrimo poem 24: or lean (mason’s love poem)
prompt: write a poem that features walls, bricks, stones, arches, or the like – the work of a mason. then after i had placed one brick, and another day after […]
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napowrimo poem 23: xhosa sounds
prompt: find a poem in a language you don’t know, and translate it into english based on the look of the words and their sounds. i am writing a story […]
napowrimo poem 22: the little seeds learn why things go
write a poem for children. i imagine this as a little book for my minnesota babies, earth day themed. where there’s an image i see on the page, i’ve shared […]
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napowrimo poem 21: new york school poem
write a new york school poem. fuck. i can’t remember and you can’t forget. Marta – it was an accident! whatever heat we shared was injurious for all parties, trust […]
napowrimo poem 20: exquisite freedom
write a poem in the voice of a member of your family. the song of the dog and/or child there have been moments of such exquisite freedom since i came […]
napowrimo poem 19: sea shells in minnesota
look at this list of actual sea shell names, and use one or more of them to write a poem. on the back porch sits the pile of shuttlecock volva […]
napowrimo poem 18: moments of prayer rubaiyat
write a ruba’i. AABA. multiple stanzas makes it a rubaiyat. 1. we are not the graced or winged ones our bare bodies cannot seek the sun i offer up a […]
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napowrimo poem 17: three senses grow tired
write a poem in which you very specifically describe something in terms of at least three of the five senses: this day blurs a wild chaos before me i hear […]