Rhyme Time

Poetry.com (probably the most annoying poetry website ever) does have one redeeming quality. It has what I like to call a "rhyminator." They like to call it a Rhyming Dictionary and Thesaurus (which isn't nearly as creative by the way).

You type in a word. It pops out the rhymes in varying syllable length.

I like what it comes up with for my last name. Included among the 372 results are the common: goodbye, cry, die, shy, sky, and why.

But also we have the more strange: awry, bad guy, bone dry, bonsai, french fry, squeak by, m. r. i., northern spy, old school tie, and blink of an eye.

Even stranger are: fluorescent dye, in a pig's eye, Canada wild rye, dominated by, steak and kidney pie, indivisible by, and my favorite, Mediterranean fruit fly.

Who comes up with these? They are so random.
Who knew rhyming could be such fun?

Spheres

Into Perfect Spheres Such Holes are Pierced by Catherine Barnett was the last book of poetry that I read. It is largely dealing with grief and accepting (or even refusing) loss. Some of the poems were highly meaningful and well-crafted. Others were lackluster to me. But that is just me. I'm a staunch critic. It has recieved a glowing reception in other areas of the writing world. The best way I can describe my level of interest in the collection is this: The poetry did not leap off the page and wrestle me to the floor, neither did it cause me to grab an ice-pick and gouge my eyes out.

Here's the best one from the collection (which not surprisily shares its title with the whole work):


Into Perfect Spheres Such Holes are Pierced

We unstrung necklaces into two glass bowls
and passed them round to the mourners.
The beads were onyx, agate, quartz, all manner

of stone. Everyone was to take two
and at the end of the service
put one back in my sister's hands.

What could she do but collect
the round weights all night?
She has not restrung them,

not wanting to be finished yet with death.

Blue and Green

Go to this link to see my post on the blog, Field Notes From the Sea Around Us.

I've included the poem I've written for my Honors Colloquium Course.
Blue and Green: A Tribute to Rachel Carson

Usually I don't like to post my poetry online because of the whole publishing and copyright fiascos that have victimized other poor writers, but this is an exception.

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Yellow Spring

Look at the pretty yellow-ness of these pics I took at Penn State. I love Spring.

Yes, I am off to write poetry about yellow spring now, I've been inspired. The last poem I wrote was about suffocation... at least this one is sure to be more cheery!