The final Poetry Friday of April is hosted by Carol Varsalona at her blog, Beyond Literacy Link. She has the utmost pleasure of living near the ocean, and shares a marvelous poem, with pictures and a video, about the fog encountered there recently, her "Sweatshirt-Gray Day". Thanks, Carol, for hosting and for the ocean visit!
Back to the book and Making Connections
Tabatha Yeatts has created a link to poems teachers and librarians can print for poetry month, titled "Poetry in The Halls". I'm grateful to be one of the poets!
Tabatha Yeatts has created a link to poems teachers and librarians can print for poetry month, titled "Poetry in The Halls". I'm grateful to be one of the poets!
Jama Rattigan has a post HERE with many poets' goals for April.
The Progressive Poem schedule can be found on the right.
I visited our Museum of Nature and Science with Imogene on Wednesday. We wanted to see the newest exhibit about the five senses. You may have seen the pictures on social media.
Since then, I have thought more about Imi's and my conversation about the lines, how what we saw made changes in the way we felt in some of the rooms, the way our "seeing" changed perception. I connected to our current political climate, the talk of the Deep Web, the difficulty of seeing something that may be manipulated as truth, but is not true, and how we cannot tell the difference. Imi decided she might be dizzy if she looked long enough. Isn't that the same thing?
Wolfram MathWorld defines a line here as "A line is a straight one-dimensional figure having no thickness and extending infinitely in both directions. A line is sometimes called a straight line or, more archaically, a right line (Casey 1893), to emphasize that it has no "wiggles" anywhere along its length. While lines are intrinsically one-dimensional objects, they may be embedded in higher dimensional spaces.
On a different note, as I scroll up & down, the small lines in the background of the picture on the left are flashing, something that is new I think because we can "move" that mural. Wow!

Lines
If you twist a line -
that straight one.
If you twist a line
of words, you might
find you’re bending,
bending truth.
If you bend truth,
you may find you’re
falling, falling off a cliff,
the cliff that ends with clarity
or not, perhaps only
or not, perhaps only
falling into uncharted lands.
It may be a challenge
to keep from veering,
veering off the mark.
But inside your heart,
you’ll know the path
fixed by a ruler
makes a true mark.
Linda Baie ©
