Day 30 Heliodora: Gift of the Sun

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What a wonderful time I have had with Maureen Thorson’s final prompt for 2024 poem-a-day challenge: “And now for our last prompt of the year – optional, as always! Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem in which the speaker is identified with, or compared to, a character from myth or legend. . .” Partly because I have revisited one of my all time favorite poets, H.D. (Hilda Doolittle), modern American poet. Partly because I have learned more about Heliodora, the first known woman astrologer, ca. 2nd or 3rd century.

H.D., as a young poet, courtesy Poetry Foundation
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/h-d

Heliodora: Gift of the Sun

for H.D., priestess/poet

Heliodora, gift of the sun,

Heliodora, astrologer, were you

the only one?*

You charted Saturn, Mercury & Venus,

on papyrus positioned Jupiter & Mars. 

Heliodora, you prophesied births &

guided lovers by planets, by sun.

Heliodora, oracle of constellations,

the moon and its phases. You foretold

mysteries of eclipses, solar & lunar.

H.D., you, too, seeker & seer of mysteries,

poet/priestess, you divined

the memory of Heliodora.

Did she speak to you in a dream?

Did she prophesy in your “writing on the wall?”**

Did Heliodora appear in your “overmind?”

Heliodora, the ancient one,

send me a message through the stars,

the planets, the constellations,

Andromeda, Cygnus, Cassiopeia (the Queen)!

What do you seers foresee for me?

Jacquelyn Markham (4/30/2024)

Funerary Stele of Heliodora. Egyptian, 2nd–3rd CE***

*Archeology supports evidence of Heliodora, first known woman astrologer in the Greco-Roman world. **See Notes On Thought & Vision by H.D.

***Image of Heliodora courtesy of Missouri Museum of Art and Archeology

Day 29: I envy you your swiftness

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painting of Mercury by John Woodrow Kelley

Hello poets & lovers of poetry! The penultimate day of our April 2024 poem-a-day challenge has arrived! For this day 29, the prompt asked us as to use as inspiration one of the ten most-used words of singer-songwriter Taylor Swift (really!) in her song lyrics. Her new album Tortured Poets Department hopefully doesn’t represent how we poets feel on Day 29 of the challenge, but we could use some of her publicity!

See the complete prompt from Maureen Thorson’s Napowrimo.net below the poem for more details. I must confess that my use of swift, swiftness, and swiftly was strictly coincidental! After all, I was writing about Mercury!

I envy you your swiftness

If only I were more like you, Mercury.

If only I were more mercurial—in the good sense,

quick-witted, sprightly, clever & ingenious.

Not temperamental, fickle or inconstant,

but swift with missives from the gods!

You wear sandals & a cap with wings

to propel you with a speed that others envy.

Like the planet that bears your name,

you travel lightning fast even escaping

Copernicus by traveling swiftly in the dark!

Not like a tree, rooted in earth,

not like a river running deep & slow,

not like me. I crawl like a caterpillar, a snail,

a turtle from the sea.  My mood sets in like

an overcast day when clouds don’t lift

until the sun burns through near sunset.

Oh, Mercury, though you be the god of tricksters

and thievery, and though the slow and steady

win the race, I envy you your swiftness!

            Jacquelyn Markham 4/29/2024

The Prompt:

From Napowrimo.net: “And now for our optional prompt. If you’ve been paying attention to pop-music news over the past couple of weeks, you may know that Taylor Swift has released a new double album titled “The Tortured Poets Department.” In recognition of this occasion, Merriam-Webster put together a list of ten words from Taylor Swift songs. We hope you don’t find this too torturous yourself, but we’d like to challenge you to select one these words, and write a poem that uses the word as its title.”

Jacquelyn Markham, poet & writer, author of Rainbow Warrior, Finishing Line Press (2023), Peering Into the Iris: An Ancestral Journey and China Baby, among other titles.

Day 28 Amaryllis Pulse: A Sijo

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Happy Sunday everyone! Be good to your muse today! She has been very busy and mostly faithful!

After today’s Sijo, only two more days of the poem-a-day challenge. We are almost there!

Today’s poem is an adventure in counting syllables! And a learning experience.

Mine has 47 syllables, the lines are 16, 16, & 15. This traditional Korean verse form usually has three lines of 14-16 syllables, so I’m within the range. (It is pronounced SHEE-jo.) It’s a little more complicated than just the syllables, so check it out, if you want to know more. I found an excellent guide from Koreanquartly.org—A basic guide to writing sijo, in case you want to try writing one.

The Prompt behind the Poem:

Napowrimo.net: Finally, our optional prompt for the day asks you to try your hand at writing a sijo. This is a traditional Korean verse form. A sijo has three lines of 14-16 syllables. The first line introduces the poem’s theme, the second discusses it, and the third line, which is divided into two sentences or clauses, ends the poem – usually with some kind of twist or surprise.

You could also write a sijo in six lines – at least when it comes to translating classical sijo into English, translators seem to have developed this habit, as you can see from these translations of poems by Jong Mong-Ju and U Tak.

Take a look at this energetic group of women, HerBeat, playing traditional Korean drums! What a pulse of energy like the Amaryllis!!

HerBeat, Korean Women Drummers

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Day 27 my lover courage: an American sonnet

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Today, as part of the poem-a-day challenge, we wrote an American sonnet. Still 14 lines as the traditional sonnet, but much freer in meter and rhyme.

I used Maureen Thorson’s (Napowrimo.net) suggested prompt & formula from Write253.com (shared below).

It was a welcome prompt on this Day 27 of our challenge. I also tried a new way of presenting the poem on my blog. I am pretty pleased with the outcome. The inspiration from songs or musical genres (part of the process) was the deep emotional song by Melody Gardot (also linked below). Like Frida Kahlo, Gardot was injured in a serious accident at a very young age (bus for Kahlo and bicycle for Gardot). Painting saved Frida and music saved Melody.

poet playing flute from the heart, Penn Center, ca. 2008

The Prompt: And now for our prompt – optional, as always!  Today we’d like to challenge you to write an “American sonnet.” What’s that? Well, it’s like a regular sonnet but . . . fewer rules? Like a traditional Spencerian or Shakespearean sonnet, an American sonnet is shortish (generally 14 lines, but not necessarily!), discursive, and tends to end with a bang, but there’s no need to have a rhyme scheme or even a specific meter. Here are a few examples:

If you’d like more specific instructions for how to get started, Write 253 has a great “formula” prompt for an American sonnet, which you can find here.

Jacquelyn Markham, poet & writer, author of Rainbow Warrior, Finishing Line Press (2023), Peering Into the Iris: An Ancestral Journey and China Baby, among other titles. She offers writing & creativity guidance through Moonflower Mentoring.

Day 26 Tango haiku & Be Brave cinquain

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Greetings poets & lovers of poetry!

Today’s prompt guided us poets to use several poetic sound techniques—alliteration, consonance, and assonance.  I added to that a couple of small poetic forms: the haiku (3 lines of 5, 7, 5 syllables) and the cinquain (5 lines of 2,4,6,8,2 syllables). Fun!

The Prompt from Napowrimo.net: “And now for our (optional) prompt. Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that involves alliteration, consonance, and assonance. Alliteration is the repetition of a particular consonant sound at the beginning of multiple words. Consonance is the repetition of consonant sounds elsewhere in multiple words, and assonance is the repetition of vowel sounds. Traci Brimhall’s poem “A Group of Moths” provides a great example of these poetic devices at work, with each line playing with different sounds that seem to move the poem along on a sonorous wave.”

Tango Till: Haiku

Mango, mango, will

you do the tango till dawn?

Tango me all night.

            Jacquelyn Markham 4/26/24

Be Brave: Cinquain

O blue

melancholy

mood melancholy me

sun sparks diamonds on blue river

be brave.

            Jacquelyn Markham 4/26/24

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Day 24 This Poem is a Palm Tree

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This Poem is a Palm Tree

You may say this is no poem,*

but you do not know a poem

like I know a poem—

especially this poem.

This poem is a palm tree,

fronds slapping in the wind,

singing the pine song

that circles around us,

a chorus for an April day

in this windy spring of 2024.

The last time the wind

was relentless from the river,

it heralded a pandemic—nothing

could withstand the force

of those winds—chanting to me

in their swiftness. I am the winds

of change; I am the winds of change.

And so they were. And today

as winds circled around me, I knew

the palm tree tall above me was my poem.

Her fronds said words that spoke to me.

Wind woman said, my friend I am here

this time to give you strength. The palm

sang verses to remind me she

with roughened & layered bark

can & will withstand the relentless wind—

until one moment, it dies down

and all is calm.

You may say this is no poem

but the palm tree spoke

& it became a poem in my hand.

Jacquelyn Markham (4/24/2024)

* (the first line from “May 1943” by H. D., Collected Poems, 1912-1944. p. 492)

The Prompt:

“Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that begins with a line from another poem (not necessarily the first one), but then goes elsewhere with it. This will work best if you just start with a line of poetry you remember, but without looking up the whole original poem. Or you could find a poem that you haven’t read before and then use a line that interests you. The idea is for the original to furnish the backdrop for your work, but without influencing you so much that you feel as if you are just rewriting the original!” (Napowrimo.net)

Day 23  Grandma K. Saves the Day

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Check out the details of the prompt from Napowrimo.net here: The summary: “Poem about or involving a superhero.”

With the full moon in Scorpio rising, today/tonight was full as well, so I’m a bit late today.

As far as the prompt, most superheroes in popular culture (including the women) target male demographics, so I haven’t been a big fan, but my superheroine comes in a different form–my Polish Grandma and here she is starring in my poem for Day 23.

Grandma K, my Polish Grandma, poet photo

Grandma K. Saves the Day

Batman, Superman, Catwoman,

Batwoman, Supergirl, Spiderman,

Wonder Woman!

None compare to my Superheroine

Polish Grandma K!

Strength, courage, skill & daring

of superheros times ten!

Born in 1896 to parents just arrived

from Poland on a ship to work

in salt mines & on a dirt poor farm.

Superwoman Grandma, a beautiful

young woman, found a job doing

linens, organdy & lace

for fancy ladies in the nearby town

where she met a handsome man

who wooed her & became his wife.

He traveled to Chicago and Milwaukee

and she stayed home to raise the one,

two, three, four, five babies that she had,

number six still in the womb when he “disappeared.”

Now, that’s another story.

The heroine Grandma K always looked as

fresh as the linens she ironed for her ladies.

The children did as well.  When the elders failed,

she sold the trees from off the farm

to keep the land their own,

she cared for elders, sick, and young

with six at home and worked in the

cherry factory.  She waitressed at the new hotel.

Thankful for her life, she recited Polish prayers

for the poor, not knowing she was the one

who received the blessings.

Step down, Wonder Woman,

Grandma K saves the day!

Jacquelyn Markham 4/23/2024

Jacquelyn Markham, poet & writer, author of Rainbow Warrior, Finishing Line Press (2023), Peering Into the Iris: An Ancestral Journey and China Baby, among other titles.

Day 22 Insomniac Fights Sleep

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The prompt for Day 22 from Napowrimo.net: “The idea is to write a poem in which two things have a fight. Two very unlikely things, if you can manage it.” After much thought and deliberation (and loss of sleep), I chose the insomniac fighting sleep!

Insomniac Fights Sleep

The pillow hot,/On both sides/…Haven’t

Slept all night, too late/To dream of sleep. . . (Anna Akhmatova)

Sleep Speaks:

I am so peaceful

I am so kind

I am so healing

Why do you flight me?

Insomniac Speaks:

Oh, I can’t surrender

I have so many thoughts

competing for space in my mind

and some to worry about!

I might miss something

If I go to sleep. I must win &

keep my eyes open!

Sleep Speaks:

Insomniac, close your eyes.

Breathe deeply, surrender.

I demand it!

Insomniac Speaks:

No! No! I must get out of bed,

drink a cup of chamomile,

find my pen & journal,

write this idea I have for a poem!

Sleep Speaks:

Surrender, sleep my poet, sleep.

Insomnia Speaks:

I am counting backwards now.

100 breathe in

99 breathe out

98 breathe in

97 breath out

96 . . .

Sleep Speaks:

Surrender, my little one,

Sleep coos to the counting insomniac.

Insomniac Speaks:

Is that daylight I see on the blind?

I really can’t surrender.

            Jacquelyn Markham 4/22/2024

Day 21 Adoration for Fuchsia

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Responding to today’s prompt from Napowrimo.net to write a poem that repeats or focuses on a single color, so here it is!

Adoration for Fuchsia

A giant tube of magenta & one of rose

pigment feed my adoration for Fuchsia.

Pile it thick on canvas, mix in company of

red, pink, & purple & contrast loud

Fuchsia with yellow, backdrop

for self-portrait or sunflowers.

detail from painting by poet

Fuchsia blossoms in folds, flutter

in the California breeze, cliffs of fuchsia,

flowers falling over planters, winging

from balconies, clinging to fences, pots & trees.

Fuchsia everywhere in the California sun

floods my mind with memories—

rocky moonstone beaches, daring Big Sur journeys,

tide pool, museum & music excursions,

even poolside in your backyard,

drinks and moonlight swims,

sharing secrets in the night, only

Fuchsia knows now that you are gone.

Jacquelyn Markham (4/21/2024)

Day 20 Tobago oil spill reaches Bonaire

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Bonaire Island in the Carribean (image courtesy of keycaribe.com)

Napowrimo.net Prompt: “Our optional prompt for the day challenges you to write a poem that recounts a historical event. In writing your poem, you could draw on your memory, encyclopedias, history books, or primary documents.”

The Poem:

TOBAGO OIL SPILL REACHES BONAIRE,

the headline blasts to the world,

but the world doesn’t hear.

Mangrove, fish, and coral

choked with flowing oil from capsized barge.

The sea hears, the shore hears,

the mangroves hear,

the fish hear,

the coral hear.

Mangroves live in salty water.

Mangroves live in harmony

with ebb and flow of the tide,

in harmony with fish,

in harmony with coral,

in harmony with humans.

Mangroves protect & buffer

homes on the coast &

hoard the carbon we spew.

Mangroves know the oil

in the depths of their souls.

Jacquelyn Markham (4/20/2024)

The Story behind the poem:

Because my latest book of poetry, Rainbow Warrior, is a collection of eco-poetry with some focus on environmental issues like oil disasters and nuclear testing, I am going to write a short poem on one of these historical events. Unfortunately, only too often do we hear about an oil spill and very often, we don’t hear at all.

In doing my research today, I realized that April 20 is the anniversary (if that’s the right word) of the devastating Deepwater Horizon Oil Spill, April 20, 2010. According to Reuters news source, it was the worst accidental offshore oil spill in history, killing 11 workers and releasing 134 million gallons of oil into the Gulf of Mexico.

I addressed the Deepwater Horizon Oils Spill deeply in my poem, “Myth of the Infinite Sea,” first published in 2012 in the Anthology of Appalachian Writers, Vol. IV, Shepherd University, and included in my collection, Rainbow Warrior, published  by Finishing Line Press (2023).

This link details major oil spills in US since 1969.  There are far too many!

So, this is how my poem about a historical event came to be. The event was the oil spill in the Caribbean, impacting the islands of Bonaire and Tobago, first spotted on February 7, 2024 and still leaking as of February 26. The oil was causing a “serious threat to both humans and nature.” (Source: https://www.reuters.com/business/environment/oil-spotted-bonaires-east-coast-could-come-tobago-local-media-2024-02-26/

Jacquelyn Markham, poet & writer, author of Rainbow Warrior, Finishing Line Press (2023), Peering Into the Iris: An Ancestral Journey and China Baby, among other titles.

Mangroveshttps://earthwiseradio.org/podcast/mangrove-trees-and-climate-change/