April 12, 2023: How to Do Absolutely Nothing, Barbara Kingsolver
How to Do Absolutely Nothing
Barbara Kingsolver
Rent a house near the beach, or a cabin
but: Do not take your walking shoes.
Don’t take any clothes you’d wear
anyplace anyone would see you.
Don’t take your rechargeables.
Take Scrabble if you have to,
but not a dictionary and no
pencils for keeping score.
Don’t take a cookbook
or anything to cook.
A fishing pole, ok
but not the line,
hook, sinker,
leave it all.
Find out
what’s
left.
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Concrète Poetry One : featuring : Olivar Premier , Mark Daelmans-Sikkel , Ian Andrews , Ostacoli Sonori , Dan Opalenik , Johannes Rainer von Wrochem , Lawrence Casserley , Brume , JenJen , Shaun Robert , Marco Dibeltulu , Cell Division , jos smolders , Thomas_Park & pseudonymous
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Lauren Brazeal, “A Week of Meals for Little Mohawked Squatter Punk: Bingo Edition” (Gutter, YesYes Books, 2018)
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Absurdity
I ponder this vast expanse, absurd at best- when left to chance.
And while at starry comets I marvel, witnessing bliss I will
soon forget, I look up to think I am looking down-
as if stars were but a scattered crowd. And
that I am merely at the top of a timer,
affixed to the sphere of a bright blue marble
whose grains of sand pour out.
And in the pouring I faintly
remember, those words
that I could barely shout.
No louder than a half-wished
whisper, "That if this is existence,
By soul or chance, it's rather absurd,
this earthly trance"
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Image Description: in the shape of the author’s best attempt at a bird, a poem reads:
The loon emerges from her springtime nest. Leaving the safety beside the calm lake shore. With downy chicks resting upon her back, she sings a sweet song to greet the new season. Her melody echoes along the water’s edge and meets the forest as it hums in harmony. Only the trees and the weeds truly know how she goes about her summers they know how she’s cried and they know where she hides when the hunters come ‘round. The sun glints off her dark feathers as she swims in her pond, she teaches us peace in all of its forms for she is a symbol of tranquility and renewed hope. So we follow in her wake as she shows us the way through the trials of summer and the path to relax.
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Ukol sa akda
Sa atakeng tulang hugis, ang piyesang ito ay hango sa larong pambata na tagu-taguan. Inihugis ang mga salita sa korteng mga mata na nagsusubok maghanap at bilang dagdag ay iniayon ang kulay sa dilim para makahalili sa pandama kapag ang isa'y nakapikit. Ito ay nirebisa ayon sa suhestyon ng propesor, mas nakita na maaaring maikonekta pa ito sa mga tunay na hinahanap ng lipunan, mapa sila man mismo o ang hustisya para sa kanila--ang mga desaparecido.
Unang bersyon
pagbilang ng sampu
nakatago na kayo
isa, dalawa, tatlo
apat, lima, anim
pito, siyam
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