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"Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads."
~ Marianne Moore
Charise’s Turn:
It’s National Poetry Month, cause for celebration! People who pursue the writing of poetry are…well, that’s the topic of a poem itself. What strikes me is how many are writing, name after name after name after name. Whether or not you are reading them, the work they are doing is shaping things, not least of all, themselves. In this way, poetry is like meditation. A quiet, awake, aware human phenomenon. Here is an ode (with real toads) to this phenomenon.
Rampant Writing
no one will read…for poets
are cropping up like a luxury
of weeds: sagebrush, mugwort, nettle;
not the sort of plant anyone chooses
for plots aiming to be garden beds,
are cropping up like a luxury
of weeds: sagebrush, mugwort, nettle;
not the sort of plant anyone chooses
for plots aiming to be garden beds,
but the kind that catches by
surprise,
surprise,
causes sneezing
that creates a seismic shift
along cranial synarthroses,
that creates a seismic shift
along cranial synarthroses,
refocusing the eyes, and somewhere
someone will say “bless you”
someone will say “bless you”
~ Charise M. Hoge
Get Fired Up:
Find poetry to spark your imagination. It’s everywhere: online, in journals, at readings, bookstores, and where the toads are.
"Poetry is one of the ancient arts, and it began as did all the fine arts, within the original wilderness of the earth." ~ Mary Oliver
