This blog is simply a random mess of my journal, rants, poetry, personal thoughts and things I like...and unless noted, all my original writing (no copy without permission, s'il vous plait).
I changed the name to Lost Kite from honkycackle because these days I feel more like the former than the latter.
Picture- Lost Kite by ~Kvaga at deviantART
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
storm
lightning strikes at night trees against a white sky
I don't know if this applies to you Holly, but Persimmon is an online zine for women over 60 and they are hosting a poetry competition. Here is the info I received. Spread the word. It's a great zine.
We hope you've seen the exciting winter issue by now. If not, it's at http://www.persimmontree.org. You'll find fiction by Susan Yankowitz and Faith Jackson; a fascinating conversation between E.M. Broner and Mary Gordon; poetry by Lucille Clifton; and art by Henrietta Mantooth.
AND we're really pleased to announce the upcoming poetry contest for women over sixty in the Southern U.S. region. (States include AZ, NM, TX, OK, AR, LA, MS, AL, GA, FL, TN, KY, WV, VA, DC, NC, SC, MD.) Submissions will be accepted May 1 - June 15, 2009, only at poetryentry@comcast.net; Jill Breckenridge is the guest poetry editor for this contest. The selected poems will appear in the September 2009 issue. See the "Submissions" link on the website (you have to log on first) for necessary further details.
I love this poem; it gets right to the heart of some important stuff. And like Christine said, happens so often. I wasn't frightened. It felt just right to me.
It's just me over here reading again. Dang, this one is powerful. I have those car driving dreams, too. What's that all about? I'm guessing lack of control...ha!
But I do love this poem. The ending is excellent, too. I know what you mean about a relaxing feeling that a storm brings. Awesome poem.
15 comments:
I lose myself like this, often.
Love the waiting at the end.....it makes the poem carry on.
This is scary. It reminds me of those dreams when I'm driving, but really the car is driving me. Very powerful images, Holly.
the first stanza is very striking...
haunting.
haunting.
Didn't mean to scare anyone. hehe...It's actually a relaxing feeling for me.
very nice indeed sweet holly. I always like to hear lightning
Oops. Scary to lose onself whilst driving.
This poem makes me think of flashes in the dark, pauses, and inertia...
Also the calmness between action and reaction, before fear.
I love it.
I don't know if this applies to you Holly, but Persimmon is an online zine for women over 60 and they are hosting a poetry competition. Here is the info I received. Spread the word. It's a great zine.
We hope you've seen the exciting winter issue by now. If not, it's at http://www.persimmontree.org. You'll find fiction by Susan Yankowitz and Faith Jackson; a fascinating conversation between E.M. Broner and Mary Gordon; poetry by Lucille Clifton; and art by Henrietta Mantooth.
AND we're really pleased to announce the upcoming poetry contest for women over sixty in the Southern U.S. region. (States include AZ, NM, TX, OK, AR, LA, MS, AL, GA, FL, TN, KY, WV, VA, DC, NC, SC, MD.) Submissions will be accepted May 1 - June 15, 2009, only at poetryentry@comcast.net; Jill Breckenridge is the guest poetry editor for this contest. The selected poems will appear in the September 2009 issue. See the "Submissions" link on the website (you have to log on first) for necessary further details.
I like the movement from the white sky to blackness. Well done Holly.
I love this poem; it gets right to the heart of some important stuff. And like Christine said, happens so often. I wasn't frightened. It felt just right to me.
It's just me over here reading again. Dang, this one is powerful. I have those car driving dreams, too. What's that all about? I'm guessing lack of control...ha!
But I do love this poem. The ending is excellent, too. I know what you mean about a relaxing feeling that a storm brings. Awesome poem.
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