friday feast: 2 poems and the dylan winner!
"Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp.
Or what's a heaven for?" ~ Robert Browning

Happy Poetry Friday and Happy Spring!
A big thank you for dropping by the diner last week. His Royal Twanginess, Bob Dylan, told me (via the wind), that his ears were burning -- always a good sign.
We decided to use a random number generator to determine the winner of the Dylan DVD. There were 18 posts containing Dylan references. The number that came rockin' and rollin' down Highway 61 was 15!
Today, I'd like to share two poems about the writing process. Both resonate with me, even though I don't call myself a poet. I like what they say about confronting truth and being humbled by its presence. You know the rush of excitement when you are fired up about an idea, and your imagination soars with the possibility? You struggle with birthing it, shaping it, containing it, giving it the justice it deserves. I can't speak for everyone, but in the end, I always feel like I fell short.
That seems to me the biggest irony about writing. We are told to write what we are passionate about, yet sometimes these things take up so much room in our hearts that they render us speechless. But that's the miracle of words. If you find the right ones, they set everything else in motion.
THE POEMS I HAVE NOT WRITTEN
by John Brehm
I'm so wildly unprolific, the poems
I have not written would reach
from here to the California coast
if you laid them end to end.
And if you stacked them up,
the poems I have not written
would sway like a silent
Tower of Babel, saying nothing
and everything in a thousand
different tongues. So moving, so
filled with and emptied of suffering,
so steeped in the music of a voice
speechless before the truth,
(Rest is here.)
A TRUE POEM
by Lloyd Schwartz
I'm working on a poem that's so true, I can't show it to anyone.
I could never show it to anyone.
Because it says exactly what I think, and what I think scares me.
(Rest is here.)
Today's Poetry Friday Roundup is at Wild Rose Reader.

"My earliest poems sing of the absolute necessity of allowing love to invade and pervade one's life. That can make the miracle happen in reality. Try it."

Thanks for a fun-themed post, Jama!
:-)
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cloudsome says:
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Love those two poems, especially "The Poems I Have Not Written."
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TadMack says: :)
The MANY things I have not written about the many acts that I have not done... that one is funny but also giving me a bit of a vicious pinch to get going already!
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lovely poems! now I have TWO ladies to remind me how powerful words can and should be :)
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I love poems about poems. There's a kids' book, Inner Chimes by Bobbye Goldstein that is all poems about poetry. Fun stuff.
Mary Lee
A Year of Reading
My online crit group and I are reading The Courage to Write, and the section I'm reading right now deals with this very issue: the fear of writing clearly because what you have to say scares you and might disappoint/upset others. Very interesting.
Thanks for both of these! And I put a Dylan lyrics compendium on reserve at the library, finally! Can't wait to read it.
Enjoy the Dylan lyrics. Here's my favorite recent song of his. It really grows on you after awhile. So mellow: http://youtube.com/watch?v=BTu__gj-1cQ
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writer2b
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From a. fortis:
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Cheryl (http://www.cherylrainfield.com/blog)
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perfect pair
~eisha
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Meta-Poems
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