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Kemah On Galveston Bay — Image by kenne
“The only safe principle upon which Americans can act is that of “all men up, not that of some men down.” …. I have an abiding faith in the generosity, the courage, the resolution, and the common sense of all my countrymen.”
— Teddy Roosevelt
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Amanda Gorman — Source: Cultured Magazine
Congratulations to Amanda Gorman, the National Youth Poet Laureate of the United States, who will deliver a poem at the presidential inauguration on January 20th.
— kenne
There’s a poem in this place— a poem in America a poet in every American who rewrites this nation, who tells a story worthy of being told on this minnow of an earth to breathe hope into a palimpsest of time— a poet in every American who sees that our poem penned doesn’t mean our poem’s end.
— from In This Place (An American Lyric ) by Amanda Gorman
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Male Cardinal in Sabino Canyon, An Early Sign of Spring — Images by kenne
The Freeman
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Hope is a slave; Despair is a freeman.’
A VAGABOND between the East and West, Careless I greet the scourging and the rod; I fear no terror any man may bring, Nor any god.
The clankless chains that bound me I have rent, No more a slave to Hope I cringe or cry; Captives to Fate men rear their prison walls, But free am I.
I tread where arrows press upon my path, I smile to see the danger and the dart; My breast is bared to meet the slings of Hate, But not my heart.
I face the thunder and I face the rain, I lift my head, defiance far I fling, — My feet are set, I face the autumn as I face the spring.
Around me on the battlefields of life, I see men fight and fail and crouch in prayer; Aloft I stand unfettered, for I know The freedom of despair.
— Ellen Glasgow
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Sandhill Cranes At Whitewater Drew In Southeast Arizona — Images by kenne (Click On An Image To See In A Slideshow Format)
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Nogales, Arizona — Image by kenne
The great walls of the world are now no more than tourist attractions.
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American Robin — Image by kenne
Who killed Cock Robin? I, said the Sparrow, with my bow and arrow, I killed Cock Robin.
Who saw him die? I, said the Magpie, with my little teeny eye, I saw him die.
Who caught his blood? I, said the Duck, it was just my luck, I caught his blood.
Who’ll make the shroud? I, said the Beetle, with my thread and needle, I’ll make the shroud.
Who’ll dig his grave? I, said the pheasant, it wasn’t very pleasant, I’ll dig his grave.
Who’ll be the parson? I, said the Rook, with my little book, I’ll be the parson.
Who’ll be the clerk? I, said the Lark, if it’s not in the dark, I’ll be the clerk.
Who’ll carry the link? I, said the Linnet, I’ll fetch it in a minute, I’ll carry the link.
Who’ll be chief mourner? I, said the Dove, I mourn for my love, I’ll be chief mourner.
Who’ll carry the coffin? I, said the Kite, if it’s not through the night, I’ll carry the coffin.
Who’ll bear the pall? I, said the Crow, with the cock and the bow, I’ll bear the pall.
Who’ll sing a psalm? I, said the Thrush, as she sat on a bush, I’ll sing a psalm.
Who’ll toll the bell? I, said the Bull, because I can pull, I’ll toll the bell.
All the birds of the air fell a-sighing and a-sobbing, when they heard the bell toll for poor Cock Robin.
— English Nursery Rhyme
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Female Cardinal — Image by kenne
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January Sunrise, Tanuri Ridge — Image by kenne
What might have been and what has been Point to one end, which is always present.
— from Four Quartets by T. S. Eliot
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“Empty Pot, Empty Bottle” — Dos XX Amber Still Life by kenne
A Word About Transitions
Moreover is not a good way to start a poem though many begin somewhere in the middle.
Secondly does not belongat the opening of your second stanza.
Furthermore is to be avoidedno matter how long the poem.
Aforementioned is rarely found in poems at all, and for good reason.
Most steer clear of notwithstanding , and the same goes for
nevertheless, however, as a consequence, in any event ,
subsequently ,and as we have seen in the previous chapters .
The appearance of finally in your final stanza will be of no help.
All of which suggests (another no-no)that poems don’t need to tell us where we are
or what is soon to come. For example , the white bowl of lemons
on a table by a window can go anywhere all by itself
and, in conclusion , so can seven elephants standing in the rain.
— Billy Collins
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Canyonlands National Park — Image by kenne
“We cannot entrust the management of our lives
to kings, priests, politicians, county commissioners.”
— from A Voice Crying In The Wilderness by Edward Abbey
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Study — Image by kenne
“Nobody Gets In To See The Wizard, Not Nobody Not No How!” Like this: Like Loading...
A Female Phainopepla On a Chilly, Windy Morning In Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
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Phainopepla In Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
Sabino black prince Perches high so to be seen Singing to be heard.
— kenne
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Desert Foggy Morning (January 14, 2015) Image by kenne
It is light made song of romantic illusions. It is soft yet firm, full of sky and gentle. It is mist and rose of eternal morning.
— From ‘Morning’ by Federico Garcia Lorca
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December 29, 2020 Full Moon with Effects — Images by kenne
My soul’s shadow raps around the moon.
My heart is resting in a bed of dreams.
My eyes open wide just before dawn.
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