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Sue Spitulnik

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Remembering Alone

I wake way too early

Age defies long sleeps

Morning light glows over the small frozen pond

Trees and weeds glistening

I see from my room

Memories of thick ice

I long for my youth

When healthy muscles gladly shoveled away

Creating smooth patches

Enticing skate blades

Swishing among others

Speed, spills and laughter

Hearing happy sounds that no longer exist

Alone to remember

Silent tears falling

Writing is Fun

Do you have a youngster in your life that likes to read and maybe make up their own stories? Often times an avid reader turns into a writer themselves especially when they have a vivid imagination. There are many ways to encourage a young person to want to write. You could give them a journal where they can safely put their thoughts and dreams. You can encourage them with praise to share their first poems and essays. You could show them on their computer how to use the thesaurus and spell check. Enjoy their fantasy with them and help them understand the more one writes the better at it they become. Continue reading “Writing is Fun”

Who Do You Read

This picture makes me chuckle. I know young people who don’t know what a typewriter is. I hope the National Day of Calendar changes the photo for this day to a computer on a desk with a bunch of notes, a coffee cup and research books strewn about. Well, maybe that doesn’t apply to all authors, but that’s how my desk looks. Continue reading “Who Do You Read”

Write It Yourself

Today is National Haiku Poetry Day. Haiku poetry is a form of Japanese poetry that is non-rhyming and normally consists of 3 lines with a syllable pattern of 5-7-5.  Haiku poems are usually inspired by an element of nature, a season, a moment of beauty or an individual experience or event.  Sensory language is used to capture a feeling or image. A famous example follows.

              From Haiku: This Other World
              Richard Wright (1908-1960)

                        Whitecaps on the bay:
                        A broken signboard banging
                        In the April wind.

As soon as I read those three lines I could feel the wind blowing, hear the sign banging against a building and see the churning waters in the bay. I almost went to get a sweater.

Now I’ll try a couple;

Easter dinner ham

Baskets full of chocolate

Children run and laugh

 

Daffodils yellow

Green leaves bursting forth on trees

Rain blowing sideways

 

 Not quite the same quality of Mr. Wright, but you get the picture. It isn’t difficult. The key is to activate the five senses and stick with the syllable count. You try it.

I’m going to a poetry reading class tonight. The description said it was for  people who don’t have time to belong to a formal book club. My ulterior motive is to meet the teacher, a lady my Veteran’s writing group would like to have speak. I’m sure it will be a beneficial evening. Maybe my Haiku will improve.

 

 

 

 

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