2019-04-24

NaPoWriMo 2019, day 24: Belated Shakespeare Day

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For Shakespeare's (probable) birthday yesterday, I rewrote his Sonnet 73 as a haiku* sequence.

* Defining haiku as "3 lines of respectively 5, 7 and 5 syllables," which isn't the only definition or the one I prefer.

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2019-04-23

NaPoWriMo 2019, day 23: CREDO

Antikythera Machine

Our dog, Lucy, wanted to get in on the "explain your deepest beliefs" action.

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2019-04-22

NaPoWriMo 2019, day 22: Self-Taxidermy

Candy Bead Necklace

A heteronym poem by Basil Cartryte.

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2019-04-21

NaPoWriMo 2019, day 21: Invention for T.T.

Spotteswoode contact breaker

A work by heteronym Thomas Gorn.

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2019-04-20

NaPoWriMo 2019, day 20: All Deities Reside in the Human Breast

All deities reside in the human breast

A visual work by heteronym Basil Cartryte.

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2019-04-19

NaPoWriMo 2019, Day 19: Credo

lazuli finch

Since I've asked all my heteronyms to write about their deepest beliefs, it's only fair that I do likewise.

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2019-04-18

NaPoWriMo 2019, Day 18: Credo

William Blake illustration for Milton's Il Penseroso

Another entry in my heteronyms writing about their deepest beliefs.

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2019-04-17

NaPoWriMo 2019, day 17: The Invisible Mr M

Mr M

A heteronym poem for April 17th.

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2019-04-16

NaPoWriMo 2019, Day 16: Credo

illusion s

I've asked my heteronyms to relate their most deeply held beliefs.

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2019-04-15

NaPoWriMo 2019, Day 15: B.A.C.

Anywhere but Here

B.A.C. Summers in the working class Old Northeast neighborhood, my younger sister and I would escape home's uncontrolled climate and trudge a mile to the library, arms stretched to hold stacks of books to return. Hills were hard, but we enjoyed patches and passages of shade along the way. The  […]

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2019-04-14

NaPoWriMo 2019, day 14: First Judgment

William Blake plate 26 from Jerusalem

First Judgment I am the text. God, the modernist New Critic, demands I speak in this moment for myself, and denies one syllable of influence from my times or my Author. -- Carl Bettis 2019-04-14 Image info: William Blake, plate 26 from Jerusalem. From Open Culture  […]

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2019-04-13

NaPoWriMo 2019, Day 13: Profession of Faith

Faith Waxes and Wanes

Finally catching up with today's poem, another heteronym work.

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NaPoWriMo 2019, day 12: Moving Up

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Still catching up on my posting with heteronym poems.

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NaPoWriMo 2019, day 11: In a Manner

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Continuing to catch up on posting my NaPoWriMo works, currently with heteronym poems.

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NaPoWriMo 2019, day 10: Tree Parable

Naked Tree

I've been writing my poem-a-day, but haven't had a chance to post. Catching up now, with nothing but heteronym poems.

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2019-04-09

NaPoWriMo 2019, Day 9: Until, That Is

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Until, That Is I swell with love for nature, until a rolling sweet-gum ball twists my ankle, I step in dog shit or a bird poops on my head. Such love for humanity! --Until someone jostles me or wants to talk or at book sales I race with other bibliophiles. And so full for love of God am I, until I  […]

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2019-04-08

NaPoWriMo 2019, Day 8: Sonnet XVI0F3

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A poem from my oldest and most annoying heteronym, a proponent of dada.

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2019-04-07

NaPoWriMo 2019, Day 7: Getting Philosophical

Making Rope, N. Roth, 1911

For April 7th, a heteronym who mostly sits on the bench comes into the game. (Hey look, I did a sports metaphor! I bet I got it wrong!)

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2019-04-06

NaPoWriMo 2019, Day 6: knowing myself

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Another heteronym poem. I'd meant to write something in my own voice, but the usually mild-mannered mr hobson shoved his way in. knowing myself there i am in the night wind and in the smell of mud it brings, and again in the nacreous sky that curls over me, and look, look where i dash into shadows  […]

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