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Ikebana

January 18, 2013

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This is from the Ikebana Show – “Waiting For Spring” of the Sogetsu Society NY Branch at the Nippon Club in good old NYC.  The three women who made this incredibly cool piece with flowers and boxes and green willow sticks are Chizuko Korn, Shizue Pleasanton, and Yoko Ikura.

I do not really understand Ikebana – Japanese flower arranging. I know it requires attention to angles and ratios and textures – many of the students of Ikebana at the show – demure and dignified Japanese ladies, some with grey hair, also had really cool combinations of clothes on – pearl necklaces and rhinestone pins, laquered flowers on black pinstriped lapels. A couple of others (younger women) just wore pink kimonos. Somehow it all sort of worked.

PS – since posting I have been told that half of the students in the classes taught by the society in New York are American and half Japanese, both men and women. Sorry for any inaccurate impression that I may have given in my post, as I really only attended the opening and did not mean to give any false impression as to the Society or classes.  It was a great opening and is a wonderful exhibition.

Midtown Blues?

January 16, 2013

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After Herrick – “Even During Festivities”

December 30, 2012

Brain in Snow Drift

Even During Festivities

The brain will strain against the now;
so hard to stay right here.
Mind wanders lonely as a cloud
above communal cheer.
“Above”
is not the word–for love
aloud
(but to itself) proclaims
“I hear,”  “I do,” “I will”–
all ruse of cerebellum’s Tao
to never be quite still.

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The above is sort of a draft poem written for a prompt by the wonderfully gifted Kerry O’Connor on With Real Toads to write a poem in a form developed by Robert Herrick.  Kerry sets great mini challenges with traditional and not so traditional forms  – this one has various meter and rhyme requirements which Kerry can explain much better than me. 

I have difficulty at times in group situations, parties!  (Though not sure this poem quite describes it.)  And my brain does seem to get stuck in drifts – even outside of parties.  (The pic’s a repost, I’m afraid, suitable for all too many occasions.)  

Check out Kerry’s post and, if you have time, also my books!  

Poetry, GOING ON SOMEWHERE, (by Karin Gustafson, illustrated by Diana Barco). 1 Mississippi -counting book for lovers of rivers, light and pachyderms, orNose Dive. Nose Dive is available on Kindle for just 99 cents!

 

Rainy (Christmas) Season

December 26, 2012

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Downtown NYC Not-So-Kyrielle

December 20, 2012

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Downtown NYC Not-So-Kyrielle

Little black boxes line the street.
I don’t quite know how caught rats meet
their doom; just that this life’s sure tough,
though we cry uncle, Lord, enough.

Walk next by 9/11’s hole
now asphalt filled, pressed ash and soul,
where shuffling tourists huddling chuff
(and I cry uncle, Lord, enough.)

Tied to cell, a broker f-words:
“don’t tell clients to buy secureds==
our fee’s cut down with that f- stuff,”
(as I cry uncle, Lord, enough.)

Sidewalks grey; the sky-rofoam white–
day chases cAsh to black-box night==
I seek the lee, but find the luff,
crying uncle, oh Lord, enough.

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Here’s my (draft) version of a Kyrielle, a French form, which I’m trying for Gay Cannon’s prompt on dVerse Poets Pub Form for All.  Gay has a great article about them – my understanding is that they started from the idea of Kyrie Eleison in the Catholic mass, though have ventured far afield. 

A couple of process notes – yes, there are these weird black rat boxes all around downtown.  9/11 is meant to be pronounced “nine-eleven.”  (I’m sure you got that.)  (I have nothing against the tourists.)  And yes, a broker from a bank was shouting f-words very loudly today by my ATM at the thought of a reduced investment commisions.

A certain slant of Christmas tree light

December 12, 2012

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I am having a rather difficult time writing right now, but I thought you might enjoy this photo, unaltered, which shows the lights of a Christmas tree reflected in a revolving door. It happens to be in downtown NYC, taken at the World Financial Center, hence the aura of gold.

Going Somewhere? (Hudson River Morning)

December 11, 2012

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City, Rain, Bike

December 9, 2012

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Bridge Over The River Hudson

December 4, 2012

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Skylines

November 19, 2012

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One a clear day, you can see cranes dangling. Something. This one is dangling something off the new Freedom Tower that is being constructed on a small corner of the old World Trade Center site. (It’s on the portion outside of the old building’s “footprints.”)