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Monday, June 11, 2018

Poems of the Week by Rajani, Sarah and Carrie

I can never resist poems with birds in them, and I am bringing two of them to you today, written by Rajani who blogs at Thotpurge, and Sarah Russell, of  Sarah Russell Poetry. Our third delightful  poem is by Carrie Van Horn, who writes at  A Net Full of Butterflies. I just know you will love all three of them. Let's not wait another minute.






Bird Angels

 APRIL 27, 2018 ~ THOTPURGE

The birds used to come to the square then. No one knew where
they lived, but they arrived by the dozen with the first stripe of


dusk, ate from our hands as we crumbled hours that had turned
brittle with waiting, minutes baked into bread with the salt of tears,

pieces of us, dark, dark from wanting the light. When birds consume
our fears, our memories, when our shadows slip down their throats,

their feet turn white, their wings grow wide, they turn into angels
that deny the night. When pain is scattered like seeds, they flutter

down, impatient moons in rapid descent, eager for stories, that can
never be told. Last night I saw you alone by the fountain, more

silhouette than man, your fist full of broken dreams, the sky above
you empty. I knew that you had heard the silence. Birds fed on angst

and agony and sin, that learn about love and eyes and separation,
birds of our dusk can become white angels but they never sing again.


                            
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Sherry: I am so moved by this poem, Rajani, the fluttering
white birds that become angels, then never sing again. Tell us
about this wonderful poem, won't you?


Rajani: Thanks for featuring this poem, Sherry. I don't really
know where it came from. It is hard to write about human
emotion without coming across as cliche'd or fanciful. And I 
seem to get stuck perennially with metaphors and conjecture!

I sense, reading the poem again, I was exploring how the process
of sharing one's feelings changes both narrator and the listener
and the way they view each other. Things are never 
the same again.

Maybe that's what I was thinking at some subliminal level, but
who knows how a poem comes about! I think the hardest 
poems are those you want to pull out of your own darkness. 
Hard to write and harder still to explain! Just follow the muse 
where she leads and hope that is the right direction!

Sherry: Well, that is a very good explanation! Thank you, Rajani.
I love your poem.

When Sarah wrote "A Gospel of Birds" soon after, I knew 
I wanted to feature these poems together. Let's enjoy:


                                     
                                                 


A GOSPEL OF BIRDS

“They mate for life, she’d say.”

JUNE 19, 2017
SARAH RUSSELL

She wasn’t sure about heaven,
but she believed in birds.
On walks she’d stop to watch
a skein of geese, wondered
where they came from,
where they were heading.
They mate for life, she’d say.
Crows do too. And swans
and storks. She must have said that
a hundred times, with a kind of wonder
at the impossibility.
She kept five feeders on the deck,
had a book of backyard birds
to identify newcomers at the feast.
She cried when a neighbor’s cat
killed a mourning dove. They mate
for life too, she said. Listen,
her mate is sad. That’s just their call,
I told her. No, it’s different, she said.
You can tell when birds are sad.
She died a month ago.
I keep the feeders filled.



                            
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Sherry: Oh, Sarah, I can see her, and the kind, loving person 
she was, in this poem about her love of birds. You bring her 
to life. I love that you keep the feeders filled for her.

Sarah: "A Gospel of Birds" sort of wrote itself. There's a lot of my
husband and me and our relationship in it, but I didn't think it
was a stand-out poem when it was new. I guess that was 

because it was so easy to write. As I recall, I did very little 
editing on it, and usually my poems "appear" as I chip away 
at the lump of words I initially put down.

I had found a site called Psaltery and Lyre that publishes 
poems considering the interface between belief and non-belief, 
and I thought it might be a good fit for that venue. Lo and 
behold, they not only published it, but they nominated it for 
the Pushcart Prize! I was flabbergasted and so, so grateful that 
they had seen more in it than I had. I still am not sure why 
it speaks to people the way it seems to. But I'm honored when 
it strikes a chord.

Sherry: It strikes a chord indeed. Congrats on the nomination!

Sarah: This is one of the poems that will be in a collection that
was just accepted for publication by Kelsay Press. I'm really
psyched to finally have a book in the works, although it will
be about a year until it comes out.

Sherry: How exciting to have a book accepted, Sarah.
Congratulations! Let us know when it is out, and we will do
an update to help launch it.

Carrie's poem had me at the title. Let's read:



                                         
                                                       


WILD JOURNEY

How stunning are the changes which age makes
in a man while he sleeps! ~ Mark Twain



It has been a wild journey
and my soul has weathered many a storm
but my heart lost the sturdy umbrella
a long time ago
this makes for a sloppy passage
and wet shoes
I used to leap over puddles with ease
but now I tend to 
wade through slowly
like a used jalopy bus
in the rain
I don't mind a little mud
just give me somewhere warm
to dry my socks
and take a load off with friends of a feather
and I am happy
there is a luxury a mature heart knows
the comfort of knowing not to rush
and of course the wild journey of the past
has given us bad knees. 

~ Carrie Van Horn



Sherry: I can't tell you how much I resonate with this poem!
Especially the bad knees, LOL. I love "the luxury the mature
heart knows". I wish I had written this poem, my friend.
But 
I did live it! Smiles.
Carrie: I am both honored and delighted that you want to
feature my poem. It was for a picture prompt. The photo made
me think of the journey we go through in life, and how it
progresses. I am 55 and though that is still young, I feel life
and the choices I have made have made for a bit of a rough ride.
So, in consequence, I have taken a few knocks in this wild
journey I have chosen. It has slowed me down with time. Also,
I feel that as we get older we learn so much from the past, that
it does make for some wiser choices in the future, and like the
ending says....our bad knees are slowing me down for sure.
Sherry: Mine, too, kiddo. But you have much journeying
ahead. 55 is young.
Carrie: Thank you so much for considering my poem, Sherry.
That makes my day! I appreciate all you, Mary and so many
others do at Poets United. It is a site that builds bonds, and
inspires. It has been a true blessing to be a part of.
Sherry: And we so appreciate those, like you, who have been
with us from the beginning, Carrie. And all of our members
who have stuck with us through the years.
                   
                                   You keep us strong!!!                                                        
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Thank you so much, Rajani, Sarah and Carrie, for sharing
your wonderful poems and thoughts with us today.
Do come back, poet friends, and see who we talk to next.
Who knows? It might be you!
Posted by Sherry Blue Sky
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Labels: Carrie Van Horn, Past Poems of the Week, Rajani Radhakrishnan, Sarah Russell

23 comments:

  1. Kim M. RussellJune 11, 2018 at 2:26 PM

    A gorgeous trio of bird poems, Sherry. Thank you for featuring three accomplished poets.

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  2. Sherry Blue SkyJune 11, 2018 at 2:41 PM

    I have no idea why that comment form is at the top of this feature...in drafts, it doesnt show up. Must be a Blogger glitch, and there is no way to remove it that I know of. However, thankfully the beautiful bird poems are fine and I do hope you enjoy them as much as I did.

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  3. Sherry Blue SkyJune 11, 2018 at 2:42 PM

    And Carrie's poem, too, of course, with which I totally relate!

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  4. Rosemary Nissen-WadeJune 11, 2018 at 5:46 PM

    No comment form at the top in my view, Sherry – but a huge gap above Rajani's poem. I might go in and try, very carefully, to fix it.

    The poems are all very wonderful! So beautiful, so deep, so mind-opening and heart-expanding. I had not happened to see any of them before, and I'm so glad not to have missed them.

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    1. Rosemary Nissen-WadeJune 11, 2018 at 5:56 PM

      Gap removed.

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    2. Sherry Blue SkyJune 11, 2018 at 7:04 PM

      Thanks, Rosemary. There must have been a definite glitch in the draft copy, which happens sometimes........thanks for your help.

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  5. SusanJune 11, 2018 at 5:49 PM

    Birds of a feather, and yet so different! I could rename them "The Silence of the Birds," "Feeding the Birds," and "A Slower Wild."

    Haha. WHat a strange mood I'm in! Thank you for these three! and thankful for the three.

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  6. DonnaJune 11, 2018 at 6:58 PM

    Three incredible poems and poets Sherry. Rajani's poem still resonates with me.....and I adore Sarah's poem with its haunting ending...congrats on the book Sarah! And Carrie I can say I too have lived your poem....I have the bad knees to prove it! :)

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  7. Myrna R.June 11, 2018 at 8:41 PM

    Well, I hate to admit that Carrie's poem lives within me, and my knees are definitely showing and making me feel the passage of time. Rajani's poem is utterly touching. Her sensitivity to life and sadness depicted in the bird angels that no longer sing, made a moving impression on me. Sarah's poem is sensitive too. It is wonderful how she expresses her appreciation of her friend and pays tribute in the poem,bu t also by keeping those bird feeders full.
    Thank you Sherry for always paying close attention to the talent that exists in PU.

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  8. Old EggJune 11, 2018 at 9:19 PM

    How emotive all your three poets were today Sherry, I felt quite teary when I finished the article. That was because in each poem I could see me in each scene having been there at some time in my past. You certainly have produced a fine article here and I must thank Rajani, Sarah and Carrie for their beautiful work which I enjoyed so much.

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  9. Jae RoseJune 11, 2018 at 10:02 PM

    Three great poems and three great poets..such a warmth and sense of words helping us through

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  10. Wendy BourkeJune 11, 2018 at 10:03 PM

    Outstanding poetry and - as always - I find the backstories fascinating. Great job on this, Poets. Thank you all so much!

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  11. Sherry Blue SkyJune 11, 2018 at 10:24 PM

    I always love the backstories. Peoples' stories have always fascinated me, since I was a fourteen year old cub reporter at the Kelowna Daily Courier..........each person has the most astonishing book inside them, if we just had time and energy to write it.

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  12. Sumana RoyJune 12, 2018 at 8:40 AM

    I LOVE birds and when they become symbols in poems that lift us my joy is boundless. Thank you Sherry for selecting these beauties from three of my favorite poets :)

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  13. MaryJune 12, 2018 at 10:31 AM

    I love all of these poems and the stories behind them. Rajani, your poem gave me shivers. Just beautiful. Carrie, a wild journey indeed...smiled at the ending with the 'bad knees.' Sarah, your poem really touched me. Thank you to all of you for sharing your poetry and Sherry for composing it all together so masterfully!

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  14. Sherry Blue SkyJune 12, 2018 at 10:49 AM

    I am so happy that you all enjoyed this feature. I loved putting it together. Thank you, poets!

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  15. Maude LynnJune 12, 2018 at 11:33 AM

    Each is exquisite. Lovely choices, Sherry!

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  16. annell4June 12, 2018 at 1:00 PM

    I was touched by each poem, loved them all!! The poems so deep, and yet they fly. Thanks so much Sherry, Rajani, Sarah, and Carrie!! Love the birds, and it is so sweet that they also mate for life. Perhaps we hope to be like them, and our relationships will last a lifetime.

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  17. Sarah RussellJune 12, 2018 at 1:20 PM

    Such an honor to be chosen to be with Rajani and Carrie in this feature. Thank you again, Sherry, and thanks to everyone who commented.

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  18. Carrie Van HornJune 12, 2018 at 1:51 PM

    I am with Sarah and everything she said. It is an honor to be featured here with Rajani and Sarah. I feel blessed to be part of such a wonderful writing community. Thank you so much Sherry for all you do, and all the encouraging and uplifting words from everyone here are a treasure.

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  19. Gillena CoxJune 13, 2018 at 6:52 AM

    One of my favourite themes. How could I not luv these three poems presented by these poets. Thanks Sherry for bring them to the fore here

    much love...

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  20. ThotpurgeJune 13, 2018 at 7:54 AM

    Thank you all for your kind words. Sherry, thank you for featuring my poem and that too in such exalted company! Honoured! Am so grateful to the PU community for all the support and learning.

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  21. purplepeninportland.comJune 13, 2018 at 8:54 PM

    Thank you, Sherry, for these three amazing poems. Congratulations, Sarah! You must be thrilled. Excellent selections!

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