Happy Haiga Day!

© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved. Originally published on Lunch Break's "The Twelve Days of Christmas 2010-2011."

Next week will mark 8 years ago that the U.S. invaded Iraq and although we are now officially out, we will maintain a presence there--a very costly presence--for many years to come.

Over the years during which I marched, I heard "Get a job!" thrown at us on more than one occasion. Get a job? I have a job! But, I believe it should be everyone's job to eliminate war. I never yelled back, "Get a conscience," but maybe I should have.

Peace.

Poetry Friday--Digital Poetry

Last Saturday, I attended the New Hampshire Writers' Project "Writers Day 2011." It was a day of workshops with a keynote by Pulitizer Prize-winning novelist Paul Harding (Tinkers). I had a fabulous time.

One of the workshops I attended was "Pioneering Poetry in Pictures: Elements of Digital Poetry" by Mary Ann Sullivan. Here's the description:

"One can foresee the day when phonographs and cinema will be the only recording technique, and poets will revel in a liberty hitherto unknown" (Apollinaire, 1917). In a speech he gave in Paris in 1917, Guillaume Apollinaire predicted that the writing of poetry would shift from the tangible printed page to a new audiovisual medium. In this poetry workshop, using the poet Apollinaire as a springboard, we will observe seven types of digital poetry: kinetic, video, interactive, programmed, audio, code, and hypertext. We will explore how traditional poetic techniques such as metaphor, symbolism, tone, meter, and juxtaposition can be used in this engaging new poetic form. You will plan an adaptation of one of your poems to digital media and discuss the challenges that emerge from your plan.

If it seems all a bit overwhelming, believe me, it was! But, that doesn't mean I didn't enjoy it. I did, and I learned quite a bit, although most of it is beyond my abilities! I thought I was stretching my limits by dabbling in illustrated poems. Ha! That's child's play compared to some of what is being done. It was good to see that there is more than one way to approach poetry.

Ms. Sullivan provided us with a number of examples. Ones that she created can be found here.

There are more digital poems on this BBC page. Make sure you look at the hypertext poem here.

I found a bunch of animated poems at Vimeo. Here's one:

We Fly from Adlai Moss on Vimeo.

There's so much more out there--have fun!

Check in with Liz in Ink for this week's Poetry Friday Round-Up.

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Happy Haiga Day!

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Poetry Friday--Harry Behn

Many years ago when I first became interested in haiku, I came across a book by Harry Behn called Cricket Songs: Japanese Haiku. I thought about the book the other day and went looking for it again. In my search I found mention of another Behn title, Chrysalis: Concerning Children and Poetry. It sounded interesting, so I put in an interlibrary loan request for it since it is out of print (published in 1968). Only one library in NH still had it listed in our state system! I received the book last week and started right in on it. It is a series of short essays on Behn's life, children, and poetry. I absolutely love it! Behn came from another time--a time when poets and poetry still had a presence in American life. Every other paragraph has a quotable line or two, this one is my favorite:

Keyed up as we are by the incessant din of causes, we have lost composure and the ability to think our own thoughts. With everyone consigned to one side or the other, we are confused and wooed by hate on one side and fear on the other. It becomes harder to know what is just or honest. Perhaps we need what normal children seem not to have lost--a faintly amused view of what is.

It's as if Behn could see what America would be like in 2011--"confused and wooed by hate on one side and fear on the other." That's it in a nutshell. Just look at what's happening in Wisconsin.

Here's a poem by Behn called "Lost":

I shall remember chuffs the train
Almost too far away to be heard,
    Chuffing into darkness descending,
    Puffing into distance unending,
Into silence barely stirred.

The train bell rings across the night,
Deep under stillness rings the bell,
    A lonely, silvery, faraway ringing
    Deep in a starry wilderness, bringing
Sounds of a dripping winter well.

No voice was ever more lost or lonely
Than the engine's echoing call
    Chuffing on and on and still
    Puffing farther away until
There is no sound, no sound at all.

Stop by The Small Nouns and catch up on the Poetry Friday goings-on in the blogosphere.

What We Leave Behind

"I can't have everybody painting on the walls of the school."

The quote above is by a Pennsylvania high school principal, Raymond McFall, who is planning on renovating a classroom where students have left their mark over the years.

A Wall Street Journal article by Jeffrey Zaslow, "Erasing Signatures From History," tells of the classroom wall and of other walls, some decades old, where people have written their names. It is a thought provoking piece and should generate some interesting discussion. Is it more important to spiff up a classroom or to preserve a moment in time?



Photo of a wall in Austria taken by ugod

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