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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 29:

up on a hydro pole by Mitsuhashi Takajo

Painting: Cicada by Kōno Bairei (1844 - 1895)

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This painting is called Cicada by Kōno Bairei (1844 - 1895), it depicts a cicada on the side of a tree trunk, with light wisps of leaves dipping into the scene. The art is paired with a poem by Mitsuhashi Takajo: up on a hydro pole up on a hydro pole the electrician turns into a cicada
April 29, 2025 at 9:19 PM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 28:

Torso of Air by Ocean Vuong

Painting: The Child with the Bird by Nguyen Phan Chanh

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This painting is called The Child with the Bird by Nguyen Phan Chanh. It shows us a child on the floof whose face remains unknown as the real subject of the scene is a bird in its wicker cage which the child engages through the bars. Masses of black ink (legs, thighs and headgear) compose the triangle of elements which builds this visual narrative. The art is paired with a poem by Ocean Vuong: Torso of Air Suppose you do change your life. & the body is more than a portion of night––sealed with bruises. Suppose you woke & found your shadow replaced by a black wolf. The boy, beautiful & gone. So you take the knife to the wall instead. You carve & carve until a coin of light appears & you get to look in, at last, on happiness. The eye staring back from the other side–– waiting.
April 28, 2025 at 3:09 PM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 25:

We Real Cool by Gwendolyn Brooks

Painting: Jammin’ at the Savoy by Romare Bearden

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This painting is a colorful abstract mixed media collage called Jammin’ at the Savoy by Romare Bearden. There is a guitarist in the front accompanied on the left to right by a drummer, upright bassist, horn player, saxophonist, and piano player. Blues, greens, plums, and golden colors make the jam session come to life. This is paired with a poem by Gwendolyn Brooks: We Real Cool THE POOL PLAYERS. SEVEN AT THE GOLDEN SHOVEL. We real cool. We Left school. We Lurk late. We Strike straight. We Sing sin. We Thin gin. We Jazz June. We Die soon.
April 25, 2025 at 4:31 AM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 23:

A #haiku by Bashō

Painting: Flying Feather over Mountain Lake No. 3 by Yoshio Kanamori (1922)

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Flying Feather over Mountain Lake No. 3 by Yoshio Kanamori (1922) is a woodblock painting. There is a beautiful black stylized peacock feather with five dots floating on the wind over a twilight teal sky. In the background, the silhouette of a mountain and bare trees add depth. Below, a reflective lake catches light. A haiku by Bashō accompanies the art (Translated by Tré): suzushisa / hono mikazuki no / Haguroyama The cooling freshness A faint crescent moon above Black Feather Mountain
April 23, 2025 at 1:37 PM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 22:

The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry

Painting: Reading Woman in the Forest by Gyula Benczur (1875)

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The painting is Reading Woman in the Forest by Gyula Benczur (1875). It depicts a woman in a Victorian black dress and straw hat, laying propped up on her side, on a red and green tartan blanket, reading a book in the forest. The ground is inclined, sloping down toward the right. The trunks and roots of large trees fill the background, and a beige parasol lays next to her on the left. [Image courtesy of the Hungarian National Gallery.] This is paired with a poem by Wendell Berry: The Peace of Wild Things When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
April 22, 2025 at 4:44 PM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 21:

A Song Of Hope by Oodgeroo Noonuccal

Painting: Lancaster, NH from Guild Hall, Vermont (1862) by Robert S. Duncanson

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A painting by Robert S. Duncanson (1821–1872), Lancaster, NH from Guild Hall, Vermont (1862), depicts a gorgeous landscape scene with tall clouds that wisp towards the blue sky peeking at the top. Below, there are rolls of distant mountains that fold into fields and a winding river that disappears into the surrounding trees. To the right, a tall tree stands just before a roadway with tiny people walking its stretch. At the base of the far mountain, you can just make out the glint of roofs, hinting at Lancaster. [Image courtesy of Museum of Fine Arts, Boston; The John Axelrod Collection, Frank B. Bemis Fund, Charles H. Bayley Fund, and The Heritage Fund for a Diverse Collection (2011.1792)] The art is paired with a poem by Oodgeroo Noonuccal: A Song Of Hope Look up, my people, The dawn is breaking, The world is waking To a new bright day, When none defame us, No restriction tame us, Nor colour shame us, Nor sneer dismay. Now brood no more On the years behind you, The hope assigned you Shall the past replace, When a juster justice Grown wise and stronger Points the bone no longer At a darker race. So long we waited Bound and frustrated, Till hate be hated And caste deposed; Now light shall guide us, No goal denied us, And all doors open That long were closed. See plain the promise, Dark freedom-lover! Night’s nearly over, And though long the climb, New rights will greet us, New mateship meet us, And joy complete us In our new Dream Time. To our fathers’ fathers The pain, the sorrow; To our children’s children The glad tomorrow.
April 21, 2025 at 3:28 PM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 20:

An 1825 #cat #Haiku by Kobayashi Issa

Painting: 鈴木春信 Suzuki Harunobu (1725–1770) “A Cat and Butterflies” (猫に蝶) (c. 1765-1770)

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A painting by 鈴木春信 Suzuki Harunobu (1725–1770) “A Cat and Butterflies” (猫に蝶) (c. 1765-1770) depicts a white and grey spotted cat with yellow eyes, sitting in a garden with pink and red flowers and blue daisies, looking up at two yellow and pink butterflies flying overhead. The art is paired with a haiku poem by Kobayashi Issa: chôchô wo shippo de naburu ko neko kana teasing a butterfly with his tail... the kitten
April 20, 2025 at 3:53 PM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 18:

Anything that matters by Joy Harjo

Peyote and Symbols by Acee Blue Eagle

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A beautifully painted illustration by Acee Blue Eagle. It appears to represent an avian figure with a large feather edged mask floating over a symbolic flower, its center raised like a drum, with painted geometric petals on the surrounding ground. Black accents make all the colors more vibrant. It is paired with a poem by Joy Harjo: Anything that matters Anything that matters is here. Anything that will continue to matter in the next several thousand years will continue to be here. Approaching in the distance is the child you were some years ago. See her laughing as she chases a white butterfly.
April 18, 2025 at 5:15 AM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 17:

An April Morning by Bliss Carman

Painting: Blossoming Almond Branch in a Glass with a Book by Vincent Van Gogh (1888)

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Pink, pale green, red, and yellow paint accents this charmingly cheerful still life by Vincent Van Gogh (1888) called Blossoming Almond Branch in a Glass with a Book. The title says it all. A perfect little branch of blossoms sits in a water glass before the pink book, on a yellow table, situated in front of a pale green wall. The painting is paired with a poem by Bliss Carman: An April Morning Once more in misted April The world is growing green. Along the winding river The plumey willows lean. Beyond the sweeping meadows The looming mountains rise, Like battlements of dreamland Against the brooding skies. In every wooded valley The buds are breaking through, As though the heart of all things No languor ever knew. The golden-wings and bluebirds Call to their heavenly choirs. The pines are blued and drifted With smoke of brushwood fires. And in my sister's garden Where little breezes run, The golden daffodillies Are blowing in the sun.
April 17, 2025 at 5:17 AM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 16:

There is no Frigate like a Book (1286) by Emily Dickinson

Painting: The Bookworm by Carl Spitzweg (1850)

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This beautiful painting of a gentleman standing on a tall ladder reading a book in an amber toned library is called "The Bookworm" by Carl Spitzweg (1850). In true form, the painter continues his humorous streak with his subject nonchalantly reading two books at once. There is a third book under his arm, and a fourth pressed between his knees. The ceiling above is painted in the Baroque style, with ornate framing and the faintest hint of sky, clouds, and cherub wings. In the lower left, the top of a globe fills the corner. The artwork is paired with a poem by Emily Dickinson: There is no Frigate like a Book (1286) There is no Frigate like a Book To take us Lands away Nor any Coursers like a Page Of prancing Poetry – This Traverse may the poorest take Without oppress of Toll – How frugal is the Chariot That bears the Human Soul –
April 16, 2025 at 6:32 AM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 15:

Above Pate Valley by Gary Snyder

Painting: Yosemite Valley (1866) by Albert Bierstadt

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The painting is Yosemite Valley (1866) by Albert Bierstadt. It depicts a landscape scene of the park where two mountains meet the river. Beneath a tall tree, two people lead a horse by the reins on the right bank. Above, the clouds are parting with glorious rays of sunlight. In the upper distance, the rocky crag of the mountain's pinnacle seemingly leans into the light. Golden yellows, mossy greens, and greys give the land warm notes as pops of blue peek between the somber clouds overhead. The artwork is paired with a poem by Gary Snyder: Above Pate Valley We finished clearing the last Section of trail by noon, High on the ridge-side Two thousand feet above the creek Reached the pass, went on Beyond the white pine groves, Granite shoulders, to a small Green meadow watered by the snow, Edged with Aspen—sun Straight high and blazing But the air was cool. Ate a cold fried trout in the Trembling shadows. I spied A glitter, and found a flake Black volcanic glass—obsidian— By a flower. Hands and knees Pushing the Bear grass, thousands Of arrowhead leavings over a Hundred yards. Not one good Head, just razor flakes On a hill snowed all but summer, A land of fat summer deer, They came to camp. On their Own trails. I followed my own Trail here. Picked up the cold-drill, Pick, singlejack, and sack Of dynamite. Ten thousand years.
April 15, 2025 at 4:44 AM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 13:

Borrowed by Samantha Keeter

Illustration: On the Rocks by Tré

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On the Rocks is an illustration by Tré, featuring a hand wearing three rings: the pointer finger has a large oval stone, the middle finger has an hourglass framed in filigree, and there's an Art Deco ring on the ring finger. The hand is resting next to a tumbler glass on a bar, filled with ice and a strong drink. The art is paired with a poem by Samantha Keeter: Borrowed Simply borrowed Like the warmth of the sun Given our days are numbered Like a sip of bourbon Labeled for valor Yet tasting of sorrow Quietly borrowed Somehow bestowed A mirrored hourglass Perched high on a shelf Out of reach But forever in your gaze Burned into a memory A constant reminder That this very moment is Simply borrowed
April 13, 2025 at 4:38 AM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 12:

I Worried by Mary Oliver

Painting: Lilacs in a Window by Mary Cassatt (1880–83)

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This rare still-life painting by Mary Cassatt (On view at The Met Fifth Avenue in Gallery 766) depicts an urn style vase, containing Lilacs, set in an open window. A mixture of pale purple blooms and white are glowing in the sunlight. A poem by Mary Oliver accompanies the painting: I Worried I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers flow in the right direction, will the earth turn as it was taught, and if not how shall I correct it? Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven, can I do better? Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows can do it and I am, well, hopeless. Is my eyesight fading or am I just imagining it, am I going to get rheumatism, lockjaw, dementia? Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing. And I gave it up. And took my old body and went out into the morning, and sang.
April 12, 2025 at 4:17 AM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 10:

Coffee in the Morning by W. H. Auden

Painting: Coffee Drinker by Ivana Kobilca (1888)

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This painting is Coffee Drinker by Ivana Kobilca (1888). It depicts a lovely older Victorian lady (possibly a widow due to her black dress), with raised cup and saucer, about to sip her morning coffee, and smiling. Finer details are accentuated by her fur lined bonnet and white ruff, and the cup and saucer have a cluster of cherries painted on the porcelain. She appears very cheerful and endearing, which makes this painting so precious. This portrait accompanies a poem by W. H. Auden: Coffee in the Morning by W. H. Auden Coffee in the morning Brings back the memories Of laughter, of love, of laughter again. It starts a new day With a smile and a kiss, A warm and a gentle hand On a cold and lonely day.
April 10, 2025 at 6:05 AM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 9:

Flowers on the Mountain by Kim Sowol

Art: Miindo (A Beauty) by Kim Eun-ho (1935)

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Ink and color on silk, this artwork is called Miindo (A Beauty) by Kim Eun-ho (1935). A lovely lady stands under a flowering tree, wearing a cream and green hanbok. Image: Courtesy of the National Museum of Modern and Contemporary Art, Korea. The stunning artwork is paired with a poem by Kim Sowol: Flowers on the Mountain Flowers bloom On the mountain. Spring, summer, autumn They bloom. Flowers bloom On the mountain. Where nobody sees, alone They bloom. Along, but for The tiny bird On the mountain Living there, loving them. Flowers fall On the mountain. Spring, summer, autumn They fall.
April 9, 2025 at 5:05 AM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 8:

Recreation by Audre Lorde

Art: "Awaken from the Unknowing" by Charles White (1961)

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Art: "Awaken from the Unknowing" by Charles White (1961) is a charcoal drawing, featuring a young African American woman, leaning over paperwork, focused on her studies, representing the hope and determination of many African Americans after the Brown v. Board of Education ruling in 1954. According to the Blanton Museum of Art, this ruling declared racial segregation in public schools unconstitutional, paving the way for equal access to education. (This stunning piece was a gift of Susan G. and Edmund W. Gordon to the units of Black Studies and the Blanton Museum of Art at The University of Texas at Austin.) The artwork is paired with a poem by Audre Lorde: Recreation Coming together it is easier to work after our bodies meet paper and pen neither care nor profit whether we write or not but as your body moves under my hands charged and waiting we cut the leash you create me against your thighs hilly with images moving through our word countries my body writes into your flesh the poem you make of me. Touching you I catch midnight as moon fires set in my throat I love you flesh into blossom I made you and take you made into me.
April 8, 2025 at 5:12 AM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 7:

Full Moon by Du Fu

Painting: Moonlight (1940s) by Yan Wenliang

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This is Moonlight (1940s) by Yan Wenliang. It's a lovely Impressionist painting, depicting a full moonlit village on the water, tucked behind silhouetted trees. A curve of shore along the right reveals tethered boats, surrounded by water, mirroring the night sky, and soft clouds. The little homes in the background have warm lit windows. The entire scene, though soft, dark, and moody, holds a cozy warmth. A poem by Du Fu accompanies the painting: Full Moon Above the tower—a lone, twice-sized moon. On the cold river passing night-filled homes, It scatters restless gold across the waves. On mats, it shines richer than silken gauze. Empty peaks, silence: among sparse stars, Not yet flawed, it drifts. Pine and cinnamon Spreading in my old garden . . . All light, All ten thousand miles at once in its light!
April 7, 2025 at 4:21 AM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 6:

The Planter's Daughter by Austin Clarke

Woman with a Parasol (Madame Monet and Her Son - 1875) by Claude Monet

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This painting depicts Monet's wife Camille and their son Jean atop a grassy knoll on a sunny day. The sky is blue, her dress is white, and her green parasol is held high. There are ribbons on her hat, flowing in the breeze. The grass is dappled with wildflowers, and the blue sky is wispy with white stratus clouds. Their child is behind her, a small, capped, rosy-cheeked boy. The entire scene is whimsical and intrepid—perfect day for a family stroll in nature. The artwork is paired with a poem by Austin Clarke: The Planter's Daughter When night stirred at sea, An the fire brought a crowd in They say that her beauty Was music in mouth And few in the candlelight Thought her too proud, For the house of the planter Is known by the trees. Men that had seen her Drank deep and were silent, The women were speaking Wherever she went — As a bell that is rung Or a wonder told shyly And O she was the Sunday In every week.
April 6, 2025 at 5:49 AM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 5:

What My Lips Have Kissed, and Where, and Why by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Painting: "Kissing Through the Gate" by Silvio Allason (1845-1912)

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The painting is "Kissing Through the Gate" by Silvio Allason (1845-1912). It depicts two lovers kissing through an iron gate in a sun-bleached brick wall covered in ivy. One is wearing a long bustled dress, and the other is wearing a black cape. A poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay accompanies the artwork: What My Lips Have Kissed, and Where, and Why What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till morning; but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh Upon the glass and listen for reply, And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain For unremembered lads that not again Will turn to me at midnight with a cry. Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree, Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one, Yet knows its boughs more silent than before: I cannot say what loves have come and gone, I only know that summer sang in me A little while, that in me sings no more.
April 5, 2025 at 5:14 AM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 4:

Fairies by Eleanor Farjeon

Painting: Midsummer Eve by Edward Robert Hughes

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This painting is called Midsummer Eve by Edward Robert Hughes. It features a red-haired lady in a clearing, ringed by tiny dancing fairies. Their warm yellow glow is casting her in golden light. In the background, there are dark trees curved into the hillside. It is accompanied by a poem: Fairies by Eleanor Farjeon Don’t go looking for fairies, They’ll fly away if you do. You never can see the fairies Till they come looking for you.
April 4, 2025 at 5:37 AM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 3:

Three selected works by Yone Noguchi 野口 米次郎

"Woman Standing" Illustration by Katsushika, Hokusai (created between 1830 & 1850)

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Woman, full-length painted portrait, standing, facing left, holding a red fan in right hand, wearing a blue kimono with check design. The image is accompanied by three of his selected poems: HOKKU I (November 1919) Bits of song—what else? I, a rider of the stream Lone between the clouds. 18 (The Four Seas, 1920) Is it a fallen leaf? That's my soul sailing on The silence of Life. 43 Lo, light and shadow Journey to the home of night: Thou and I—to love!
April 3, 2025 at 5:12 AM
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#NationalPoetryMonth Day 2:

Passing Time by Dr. Maya Angelou

Photo by G. Paul Bishop

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This is a black and white photo of a young Maya Angelou, dancing in a white dress with a slit up the side, revealing striped leggings. A brick wall and tiled floor textures the background. The photo was taken by G. Paul Bishop. A poem accompanies the image: Passing Time by Dr. Maya Angelou Your skin like dawn Mine like musk One paints the beginning of a certain end. The other, the end of a sure beginning.
April 2, 2025 at 7:57 PM
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Eclipse

When night becomes day
All of the signs point to us
Edged in silhouette

Tré

Downlighting

Sun and moon jockey
For stage time—meh—neither the
Real light in my world

Thomas L. Vaultonburg

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Art by: @tregallery.bsky.social
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Two wolves touching noses in front of a full moon eclipse.
November 27, 2024 at 6:46 PM