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Hi Emily.  Happy belated birthday wishes to you. Yes, I know this is two days after your birthday…..  I didn’t forget it….. I just have other issues. Sorry.  I know, I’m a terrible Mother.

The first issue is that although I have your birthday stuff in my car, and the kids Easter stuff as well, and the boxes to pack them into, and the tape to seal them with, I haven’t had the money for the postage….  I would have had, but it keeps getting sucked out in over charge fees at the bank….  I don’t know why Naomi and I can’t coordinate this better…  It might be because there is so little actual communication between us, or it could be because I’m the only one with a job….Oh well….sigh……second month in a row.

The second issue was that my phone was dead on Wednesday, and I plugged it into the car to get it some charged up before I went to school, but it wasn’t charged enough by the time I got there, so I put my keys back into the ignition and turned the car on while I sat for a while…..  then, because it was still early Your time, I gathered my stuff together, and went to class…. (did you guess yet that I left the keys in the ignition? because I didn’t until I got back out there later that afternoon).

The third issue was school, and having a paper due, and getting my stuff together for the final critique in printmaking next week (I finished my body sized print today).

The fourth issue was getting to work on time (which I didn’t because my keys were locked in the car, (and calling the insurance company’s road side assistance used up the rest of my phone charge, again). So, though I had the time then to call you, I didn’t have the phone charge (again).

Then I got to work (finally, after getting back into the car, and getting it jumped, because the key was not only In the ignition, but also turned to On).  I did remember that it was your birthday, but I was at work, and I had a dead phone…. When I got off work after midnight… It was late, and my phone was still dead.  I got home and plugged it in… and fell asleep waiting for it to charge up again….

So.. then I was into the next day already.  I hope you had a great birthday anyway, and survived your night out. 😉

So, because I’m a terrible Mother, I’m going to write a “Make-up for being a shitty Mother” poem Just for you.  It won’t be for my Creative writing class, for which I need another two poems by tomorrow; he will get two Other poems for that workshop.  This one will be Just Yours. You can see it in the other blog TheMusicOfPoetry.wordpress.com.  Love you much

Mom

 

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I am in my last Semester of the BFA program I embarked on back in 2014. Some of my Art work will be displayed in the Hite Art Institute’s galleries Beginning on April 5th, and running through the 20th of the month. As is the case with most students in their last year, I’m quite ready to leave this space of learning and explore doing things on my own now. I have had some excellent instructors here, and I would like to give credit where it is due.

My Printmaking instructor, Rachel Singel, had faith in me with very short notice for the creation of a Body of Work for the BFA review. Kudo’s to her.

In order to complete the program here, I was also required to add some more classes in English and humanities and science.  I’ve loved them all. Some of them got less of my attention than they deserved simply because I didn’t have the time, or the presence of mind in some cases, to give it to them while I was in them.  Some of these subjects will get revisited again after I am out on my own.  I hope I will find some time to expand on what was begun. Kudo’s to the Professors who patiently led us through what were very deep subjects, with well  prepared lesson plans and a strong background in them.  Thank you for your dedication.

In the end, I finally took a creative writing course. I don’t know why I hadn’t had one of these before, but I’m loving it.  Maybe it’s good that it has come last. It frees me for exploration in ways that I might not have had if I had crammed it into the middle of everything else. Kudo’s to this instructor too.

Ian Stansel is very patient with all of us; and I give much credit to his prodding and encouragement.  His suggestions for improvement, and his pointing out of deficiencies prompt another look at what, in my self-satisfaction, I miss.  The obviousness of missing information, which, when I was a technical writer, I was all too aware of, and watched out for, because the end user Needs All the steps (it is Not intuitive) jumps out at him, but not so much at me, because I have all the references to it in my head.  I will expand on the subjects to make them clearer. I will remember that the reader is not the writer, and needs more of the background for the subject.

Thank you all for giving me a stronger preparation for launching myself into the world. Thank you for your assistance in becoming a stronger individual.

 

Ellen M Story , Ellen M. Lattz at emariaenterprises, llc. May 2016.

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I am beginning a new venture.  I am working with a young lady in the Phillipine Islands to translate a book of poetry.  In some ways, I feel like I’m working blind, as I do not speak or read her language.  I have known her for a little while though and trust her intelligence and instincts.  I wonder how she is feeling about this…. the poetry originated on this side of the world.  How will it translate there?  In what ways will sympathies be the same, and in what ways, be confusing?

This should be interesting as a cultural exchange of another sort.

Thank you to sekart99 at Flikr for the beautiful photograph.

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I was just reading a blog about poetry and why we sometimes don’t like it at all.  As usual, I read the comments after it too.  There were many different points brought up and agreements with the points made in the post.  I felt the need to reply to one of those making comments about His point of view.  He mentioned having read Beowolf in school and liking it’s alliterative structure.  Beowolf is an epic poem form.  A story told in stanzas, as it were.  

I too, have read Beowolf, and other epic poems, and loved them.  Epic poems are stories about great adventures and important events in nations histories.  I haven’t read an epic poem that was written in Our age about Our history.

Oh there have been songs written about important events, and they even rhyme for the most part, but they aren’t in the Epic genre.  They are still relatively short in form and thus short in detail as well.  I think it’s about time we had some epic poetry about events in our day and age.  I hearby challenge all poetry writers, or aspiring poetry writers, to read some poems that are considered  in the “Epic” genre (the Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner, for instance), and write one of the same quality about events in our day.

No particular subject, or theme, but only that which You feel is important on a grand scale.  Things that made a real difference in the course of our history.  You can go back as far as WWI, because I don’t recall any epic poems being written about that subject, though perhaps I’m wrong, and I just missed it (If I have, please feel free to bring it to my attention).  Pick a subject, do some research, and create a moving and evocative tale in epic poem style.  It should Rhyme or be alliterative, at least.

I will take up my own challenge and work on one too.  There’s no real time limit on this, but wouldn’t it be nice if we saw some New epic poetry soon?  Perhaps within the year?

 

Thank you to NASA for the photo of the Apollo 11 launch watchers in “The Commons”, via Flickr

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I have been reading

a variety of verses

called poetry.

There are many different forms,

and many different views

on what are called

poems.

 

Some are light and airy.

Some are heavy;

pulling

you

down.

 

Some are visceral,

gritty imaginings

of someone’s real,

and sometimes

unreal,

themes.

 

We are voyeurs of creation

peeking into an abyss

of dark and light

swirled onto paper

for a show.

 

Do we dare to object?

or imagine that we know

better than another

what is real?

or good?

or evil?

 

Yes.

for we are each

Creators;

borrowing from what is already,

and creating anew

another field,

another place,

another existence.

 

 

 

My Thanks to edalaneyphotography for the image of” Evil Spider” via Flickr

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When once I glanced upon a star aglow in all it’s glory,

I chanced to wonder just how far its light had traveled nearly.

And does it have a limit to how long its glow will tarry?

Or can it burn forever bright as far as light will carry?

If once it shudders and collapses is it because it’s weary?

Or can a star, rebellious, find past limits cost most dearly?

What is a black hole made of? Is it matter, anti-matter?

Or is a star intelligent, or mad as the Mad Hatter?

Once collapsed but previously, a star, so shining brightly.

Was it once an added upon of souls that traveled rightly?

Can I but dwell in righteousness, will I journey so directly?

Or maybe stop one step away, dwell first as planet, earthy.

When star was sun, did it by chance deny its truest maker?

And as result, get cast away, a swirl of Outer Darkness?

Did it refuse to operate as light source for creation?

Or was there something else that stopped its brilliant conflagration?

Did it swell with pride, its limit reach, strained to go much further,

and thus, collapse into itself, from reaching too much over.

Like Lucifer who shone so bright, and fostered insurrection,

did it try to take on too much power and end its sussuration?

 

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I’ve been practicing poetic forms in another forum, and I’ve created not a few Haiku’s while there. Some of them are pretty good, and some of them are simple, and some of them are both.  I’ll leave it up to you to decide which ones are worth reading, but I’m going to include a few of them here together.

So as to not get the titles confused with the actual form,  the Titles of each are in bold italics.  I hope you enjoy the reading.

These next few are dedicated to Maggie, who’s thoughts were the inspiration for them.

 

Lighter Than

Inspiring sun light

Wakes me with it’s gentle rays

Sends me warmed, to bed

 

Sum Total

Life experience

and a long journey, equals

a wealth of knowledge

 

Present Treasure

A new Horizon

Provides a Welcome Vista

To my Memories

 

Soul Balm

All the memories

The days of splendid beauty

Bring blessed relief.

 

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