83rd Virtual Poetry Circle
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Welcome to the 83rd Virtual Poetry Circle!
Remember, this is just for fun and is not meant to be stressful.
Keep in mind what Molly Peacock’s books suggested. Look at a line, a stanza, sentences, and images; describe what you like or don’t like; and offer an opinion. If you missed my review of her book, check it out here.
It’s a new year, and if you haven’t heard there is a new feature on the blog this year . . . my first ever, poetry reading challenge. Yup, that means everyone should be signing up because all you need to do is read 1 book of poetry.
Today's poem comes from Dayle Furlong's Open Slowly, which I reviewed earlier this week:
Dizzy Mountain Precipice (page 42)
On a dizzy mountain precipice I dangle precarious between here and now -- then and maybe
he floats by a dandelion seed caught on a breeze
my heart, a fat cherub clumsy hands pluck at the veins --
a choir of children could not capture the harmony of this lost love.
I plant memory firmly on this mountain a flag. Let me know your thoughts, ideas, feelings, impressions. Let’s have a great discussion…pick a line, pick an image, pick a sentence.
I’ve you missed the other Virtual Poetry Circles. It’s never too late to join the discussion.