© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
July 30, 2017
Happy Haiga Day!
I have two phone apps that purport to be able to identify photos of unknown (to the photographer) plants. Neither could ID this striking range of green to raisin-colored leaves! I'd love it if you can tell me what they are.
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
July 28, 2017
Poetry Friday--Zorach Family Art
On a recent visit to the Currier Museum of Art in Manchester, I became enamored of a small bronze titled "Affection." The piece is by William Zorach. It was the only work of art I photographed that day.
I wrote an ekphrastic cherita* to pair with it:
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved. "Affection" (1933) by William Zorach [1887-1966].
The Currier also has a painting, "Plowing the Fields," by Zorach.
A Wikipedia entry on William Zorach let me know that Zorach spent time in New Hampshire and lived and died in Maine (our neighboring state). I also found that Zorach was the father of illustrator Dahlov (Zorach) Ipcar, a name some of you may recognize. Ipcar passed away on February 10, 2017, at age 99.
Dahlov Ipcar wrote and illustrated many children's books, such as The Wonderful Egg (recently reprinted), and, she illustrated books by other writers such as Margaret Wise Brown.
Flying Eye Books.
Head over to A Word Edgewise where Linda is hosting the Round-Up for this week.
*A cherita is an unrhymed, untitled, poem that tells a story in 3 verses. Verse 1 is one line, verse 2 is two lines, verse 3 is three lines. Click on the "cherita" label on the right side of the page.
I wrote an ekphrastic cherita* to pair with it:
The Currier also has a painting, "Plowing the Fields," by Zorach.
A Wikipedia entry on William Zorach let me know that Zorach spent time in New Hampshire and lived and died in Maine (our neighboring state). I also found that Zorach was the father of illustrator Dahlov (Zorach) Ipcar, a name some of you may recognize. Ipcar passed away on February 10, 2017, at age 99.
Dahlov Ipcar wrote and illustrated many children's books, such as The Wonderful Egg (recently reprinted), and, she illustrated books by other writers such as Margaret Wise Brown.
Head over to A Word Edgewise where Linda is hosting the Round-Up for this week.
*A cherita is an unrhymed, untitled, poem that tells a story in 3 verses. Verse 1 is one line, verse 2 is two lines, verse 3 is three lines. Click on the "cherita" label on the right side of the page.
July 25, 2017
July 23, 2017
Happy Haiga Day!
With many thanks to Tara Smith who took the photo at her farm in upstate New York!
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved. Photo © Tara Smith, used with permission.
Text:
the flap of sheets
fans the labrador's nose
July heat
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved. Photo © Tara Smith, used with permission.
Text:
the flap of sheets
fans the labrador's nose
July heat
July 21, 2017
Poetry Friday--"Dear Bee"
The other day I deliberately and forcefully applied the sole of my slipper to a large ant in my kitchen. I found myself apologizing. I really would rather redirect little creatures back outside, but with ants, it's too daunting a mission.
I wondered what Emily Dickinson would have done. (This really didn't come out of the blue, I had recently watched the newly released DVD, A Quiet Passion.) The internet is wonderful and it allowed me to find her poems online and search for "ant" within the text. I have to assume that the negative result is because Miss Emily didn't write about ants. Probably because she'd dealt with them in the same manner as I did!
Of course I found a gazillion references to bees. So, I wrote this little ditty à la Emily Dickinson. It contains her beloved bee, and also, the neglected ant.
I hope it scans well for you. I tried singing the lines to both "The Yellow Rose of Texas" and the theme song to Gilligan's Island. It worked for me, but it might not work for you. (I wrote about singing Emily Dickinson poems here; also check out the comments for that post.)
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
Text:
Dear Bee:
You and all your kindred folk
dwell in the world outside.
In the fields, among the oaks,
there's nought for you inside
My cluttered home, where you will see:
the gray of dust and grime.
Do not come in. Heed my plea,
or, be subject to my crime
Of expelling you. Whacking you.
Rendering you nonextant.
Warn all your friends! It's up to you!
My apologies to the ants.
Katie at The Logonauts is playing host to the Round-Up this week. Do stop by!
I wondered what Emily Dickinson would have done. (This really didn't come out of the blue, I had recently watched the newly released DVD, A Quiet Passion.) The internet is wonderful and it allowed me to find her poems online and search for "ant" within the text. I have to assume that the negative result is because Miss Emily didn't write about ants. Probably because she'd dealt with them in the same manner as I did!
Of course I found a gazillion references to bees. So, I wrote this little ditty à la Emily Dickinson. It contains her beloved bee, and also, the neglected ant.
I hope it scans well for you. I tried singing the lines to both "The Yellow Rose of Texas" and the theme song to Gilligan's Island. It worked for me, but it might not work for you. (I wrote about singing Emily Dickinson poems here; also check out the comments for that post.)
Text:
Dear Bee:
You and all your kindred folk
dwell in the world outside.
In the fields, among the oaks,
there's nought for you inside
My cluttered home, where you will see:
the gray of dust and grime.
Do not come in. Heed my plea,
or, be subject to my crime
Of expelling you. Whacking you.
Rendering you nonextant.
Warn all your friends! It's up to you!
My apologies to the ants.
Katie at The Logonauts is playing host to the Round-Up this week. Do stop by!
July 18, 2017
July 16, 2017
Happy Haiga Day!
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
Text:
binge-watching
...the bouquets that go
unpicked
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