Friday, March 20, 2015

Poetry Friday: Sky-Day!



Apparently we have three big events in the sky today: a solar eclipse (not visible from the USA, but in many other places around the world) and a supermoon (but since it's a new moon, not really visible except for the shadow it casts during the eclipse) and the spring equinox, in honor of which I'm offering up this little ditty. It might serve as a kind of spell (close your eyes, say it three times, and the iambs will just pour out...?) 

It's spring! 
So bring
on the lambs 
and the iambs. 
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That's it. Short and to the point. Happy Spring! 


The Poetry Friday round-up is being hosted by Catherine over at Reading to the Core. Head over there to see what other people have posted.

Friday, March 13, 2015

Poetry Friday: Ranga Tanga Ring Ting Tong!

Jon Hamm as Don Draper

In honor of the final season of Mad Men starting in just a few weeks, I went over to YouTube to find some of the great hits of the Mad-Men era. Music has played an important part in building the mood on Mad Men - click here for the impressive play list for Seasons 1-7. 

Guess what I discovered while browsing around? Today is singer-songwriter Neil Sedaka's birthday!!! Yes, he of "Stupid Cupid" (1958), "Where the Boys Are" (1960), "Happy Birthday, Sweet Sixteen" (1961) and "Breaking Up is Hard to Do" (1962), was born March 13, 1939. Happy Birthday, Mr. Sedaka!

Neil Sedaka as Neil Sedaka

Here's a video of Neil Sedaka singing "Calendar Girl" (1960.) Hang on to your hats - the video is a doozy.



What can I say? Times were strange (as Don Draper knows....)

Now, someone tell me please why I can remember all the lyrics (every word) to "Calendar Girl" (1960) when I can't even remember where I left my car keys this morning. It has something to do with areas of the brain and where musical memory is stored, but sometimes I scare myself with how many songs of the 60's I can still sing from beginning to end.

Since it's Poetry Friday, I'm going to share the lyrics for one of Sedaka's songs. A true classic.

I Go Ape

The moon is bright above
Oh, what a night for love
And as I hold you near
I whisper in your ear:


I go ape every time I see you smile
I'm a ding dong gorilla and I'll carry you cave man style
I'm gonna bump you on the head and love you all the while
Well, I'm a monkey's uncle who's a cousin to a chimpanzee
Like I was reelin' and a rockin' and a swingin' from a coconut tree
Oh, honey can't you see you bring out the monkey business in me
Ranga tanga ring ting tong, I'm related to old King Kong
Honey won't you say you're mine
With a honky tonky monkey shine
When you hold my hand I'm a pre-historic man, I go ape!
Like a barrel on monkeys on an abadaba honeymoon
I go squealin' and a screechin' and a howlin' like a big baboon
Well baby
Well, baby, I'll explode if you don't come and kiss me soon
Yeah!
Whoa!
Oh, well, honey, you know that I'm gonna be true to you
I'll keep you in bananas and bring you coconuts, too
And we'll settle down in the nearest county zoo
Whoa
Ranga tanga ring ting tong
I'm related to old King Kong
Whoo
Honey, won't you say you're mine?
With a honky tonky monkey shine
When you hold my hand I'm a pre-historic man.
I go ape! 

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P.S. March 13th is also the anniversary of the release of Lady Madonna by the Beatles -  March 13th, 1968. Here's a link to the lyrics for that song. Songs changed a bit from 1960 to 1968, yes? Of course, so did the world.
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The Poetry Friday round-up is hosted today by Laura over at Author Amok. Head over there to see what other people have posted. 

 





Friday, February 27, 2015

Poetry Friday: Poems on the Buses

Home in 1952...with my sister (on left) and brother (behind me.)

Seattle Metro has a Poetry on the Buses program, bringing short poems to all their riders and trip planners/website readers. The theme this year is "Home," and here is a poem of mine (with slight revisions) that appeared Wednesday on their site. 

HOME

A yard gnome in December snow.
Against the fence, an August rose.
A screen door banging open, shut.
A summer purr, a winter mutt.
A mailbox waiting all year long.
A postcard whistle, letter song.

Click here to see the version of the poem which was posted on Seattle Metro's Poetry on the Buses website. And here's wishing you a beautiful spring -- March is just two days away!!
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Poetry Friday's round-up is being hosted today by Heidi at My Juicy Little Universe. Head over there to see what other people have posted (and to see Heidi's CHallenge for the month of MarCH!)

Friday, February 13, 2015

Poetry Friday: Valentines and the Lovelorn

Happy Valentine's Day Tomorrow!

In honor of it being Friday the 13th directly before Valentine's Day, 
I offer up Todd Boss's "A Waltz for the Lovelorn" for Poetry Friday.

The Selfie, 50's-style.


A Waltz for the Lovelorn

Like foot-worn wooden floors
that ache in common places, 
the hearts of the lovelorn groan 

as, through their paces, again
and again their roomers pass. 
Isn't there a music --- strings ---

in the way an old floor sings? 
And oh, but to leave our porches
and step into the grass! to bear 

on our shoulders no more
than moonlight, and to settle, 
suspended awhile!---to smile

at the weightlessness of things---
as children do, 
                  on swings.

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Poetry Friday is hosted this week by Cathy Mere at Merely Day By Day. Head over there to see what other people have posted.


Friday, February 6, 2015

Poetry Friday: A Tidbit

Joanie Mackowski

Here is a Poetry Friday tidbit (definition: delicacy, dainty, snack, nibble, goody) which seems perfect for February, the tidbit-ish month, right? It's from a poem titled "Birdsong," by Joanie Mackowski.

...And stars
grow feet and walk across the years, into these dozing,
ordinary days, climbing the spine’s winding

stair, where crickets yawn and history spins.


Click here for the rest of the poem. And definitely read more of Mackowski's work - she has so much fun with language (fun, yes, but hard work, that) and some of the fun is bound to rub off on you as you read. In addition, it's fascinating to trace the technical control of sound that Mackowski exhibits as you weave your way through her work.



Liz at Elizabeth Steinglass is the host of today's PF round-up. Head over there to see what other people have posted.