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Tuesday, April 12, 2011
There's going to be a Cherry Blossom Picnic (Hanami) hosted by the DAC on April 29, 2011. I don't know what that means, but the LBCC Poetry Club has agreed to write Tanka and/or Haikus for the event. So our first prompt is to write one or more tanka and/or haiku, the subject being I guess: earthquake/tsunami/radiation/relief, or thereabouts.
Our second, more normal prompt is from a poem by Ted Kooser which follows.
The Early Bird
Still dark, and raining hard
on a cold May morning
and yet the early bird
is out there chirping,
chirping its sweet-sour
wooden-pulley notes,
pleased, it would seem,
to be given work,
hauling the heavy pucket of dawn
up from the darkness,
note over note,
and letting us drink.
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The prompt specifically is: "pleased, it would seem, to be given work".
Our second, more normal prompt is from a poem by Ted Kooser which follows.
The Early Bird
Still dark, and raining hard
on a cold May morning
and yet the early bird
is out there chirping,
chirping its sweet-sour
wooden-pulley notes,
pleased, it would seem,
to be given work,
hauling the heavy pucket of dawn
up from the darkness,
note over note,
and letting us drink.
--------------------
The prompt specifically is: "pleased, it would seem, to be given work".
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