Poetry Friday–Byr a thoddaid Prompt

Caladium Still life

Happy Poetry Friday!

My poem is in response to the Poetry Sisters June prompt to write a byr a thoddaid–”a welsh form” poem. And yes it’s as much a mouthful to write as it is to pronounce, but well worth the ponder there… Click on the link, provided graciously by one of the sisters, Tanita S. Davis, to find out more about the byr a thoddaid. Thanks to all the sisters for this challenging prompt, Mary Lee Hahn, Tanita S.Davis, Laura Purdie Salas, Liz Garton Scanlon, Andi Jazmon, Sara Lewis Holmes, and Tricia Stohr-Hunt.
Find more of these poems tagged #Poetrypals.

This week in my Watercolor class the lovely Caladium became part of our still life, and my students are all capturing their inviting leaves. I may add another stanza to this poem, haven’t decided yet and also ran short on time…

CALADIUM TIME TRAVEL

Pretty pink elephant ears float
light as a pirouette half note,
daintily waiting their riverboat entrance
of membrance time once wrote…

©2022 Michelle Kogan
draft

Here’s a poem I liked by Mary Karr recently featured in The New Yorker.

O

By Mary Karr

I was pushing seventy and so was he
when his tall body stepped into the kitchen

air shimmering with garlicky gumbo.
And I stepped inside his lineated arms

and tilted my face up. How encircled I was.
The whole sparkling metropolis

around us revolved. Everything
rose up for the first time.

His tongue plush on the roof of my mouth,
our names undone. He looked

Read the rest of the poem here, and listen to Mary Karr read her poem.

Catherine Flynn at her blog Reading to the Core is hosting this week’s Poetry Friday Roundup, thanks Catherine! Be sure to stop by for more poetry!

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Poetry Friday–Roundup Is Here! Dads Day

My painting above, Three Sailboats, © Michelle Kogan, watercolor and watercolor pencil, is available in my Etsy Shop in three versions… as an archival print, a set of bookmarks, and as a sketchbook and journal.

Happy Poetry Friday!

Happy Dad’s Day!

& Happy Summer!

The Poetry Friday Roundup is here! Please add your posts to Mister Linky below… I’m looking forward to getting around and reading all of your poetry posts throughout the weekend. Friday morning I’ll be teaching and anticipating your poems on my return…

I’m celebrating Father’s Day with a poem for my Dad, which is also a universal poem for Dads and daughters. My dad and I had a close relationship. While I think about him often, I especially like to think about him a bit more around Father’s Day. We were mutual fans of each other, and shared common interests–music, art, nature, politics, and tennis–when we could still both play!

INTERTWINING CONNECTIONS
For Dad


Dads and daughters
do-si-do
round off edges
as time goes…˜

Daughters and dads
do-si-do
kindred passions
grow and flow.

Dads and daughters
hop, skip, l-e-a-p
mingled feelings
reach sky-peaks…

© 2022 Michelle Kogan
draft

Some music…

And one more…

Phillis Levin’s poem ANNE FRANK’S HIGH HEELS landed in my email this morning. I liked the distraction the poem offers in the horridness of the war, and as we have a constant barrage of horridness today, I thought I’d share it with you…

ANNE FRANK’S HIGH HEELS
by Phillis Levin

When Miep took us home with her
She held us up in the air,

Eye-level with those eyes
You may know, eyes spelling

Sorrow-girl, wait-for-me,
Happiness-around-a-corner-

One-day, hurry-back, don’t-tell.
Two new hands took us in,

Skin cradling skin.
How empty we had been,

Read the rest of the poem here.

Add your posts to Mister Linky here:

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Poetry Friday–Window Bays

Spring Milkweed, detail, WIP, © 2022 Michelle Kogan, oil on canvas.

Happy Poetry Friday!

I’ve had a week off between my Spring and Summer Teaching. So, morning Light and I played with words, and momentarily camouflaged the ever present din that seems to wrap around us…

I woke with a poem line and followed the line into

my bedroom which has a bay in it
with two angled window walls…

My bay shades are mostly shut, and
what’s behind lies in your mind
wherever you may go…

On sunny morns light breaks in
behind the shade and calls me out of bed.
When overcast and dreary, sleepy light invites
slumber through peculiar morning dreams.

Yet clear or clouds
there’s almost always birdsong,
beyond those image–creating bays

and multi-layer story-songs
sift through those window bays.

© Michelle Kogan
draft

Here’s a new postcard turned Birthday card I just posted in my Etsy Shop, especially for folks with June Birthdays. And many thanks to Carol Varsalona who was looking for a fairy card for her granddaughter!

Buffy Silverman at her blog Buffy Silverman Children’s Author is hosting this week’s Poetry Friday Roundup, thanks Buffy! Buffy’s written a poem about a favorite wildflower of hers… stop on by to see what it is and check out many more poetry blogs.

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Poetry Friday–Nature Poems, Dad’s Day Card & Summer Art Classes

Happy Poetry Friday!

Come on in and sit for a spell, kick back and soak in some traces of summer, some poetry and art…

Prairies dainty petals dance, © 2022 Michelle Kogan

beach walk blooms…
prairie’s dainty petals dance
in nature kissed winds.

Three seagulls brunch by shore, © 2022 Michelle Kogan

brunch by the shore—
wind, wave, wings, wonder,
all senses inspired.

Dabs of light lilac and lemony-sun-sap green, © 2022 Michelle Kogan

City softly rests,
prairie paints itself with
dabs of light lilac
in late spring’s sand-sea of
lemony-sun-sap green.

All poems © 2022 Michelle Kogan


Evergreen Hedge Dad’s Day Card, © 2022 Michelle Kogan, pen & ink and digitally colored.

Father’s Day is just around the corner…
Above is a new Dad’s Day Card available in my online Etsy Shop

Whooping Crane and Ducks, © 2022 Michelle Kogan, watercolor & watercolor pencil.

Get your creative juices flowing,
Come join one of my
Summer Art Classes
Starting the week of June 13, 2022
I’m offering both In-person and Online classes
at the Evanston Art Center
1717 Central Street, Evanston, IL
All classes meet 9:30 am – 12:30 pm
For more Info & To Register online click on the link for class below
or call 847-475-5300

Online: Monday – Figure and Nature Drawing and Painting Starts June 13, 2022


In-person: Tuesday – Watercolors Materials and Techniques Starts June 14, 2022
Tuesday – Watercolors Materials and Techniques Starts July 26, 2022
Wednesday – Children’s Picture Book Illustration Starts June 15, 2022
Friday – Pen and Ink and Watercolor Starts June 17, 2022
Friday – Pen and Ink and Watercolor Starts July 29, 2022

Workshops: Saturday –Poetry & Art Workshop June 18th & June 25th, 2022
Saturday –Plein Air in the City Workshop July 23rd, July 30th, and August 6, 2022
Saturday –Plein Air in the City Workshop August 13th and August 20th, 2022

For more poetry visit Karen Edmisten at her blog by this same name. Karen’s hosting our Poetry Friday Roundup, thanks Karen!


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Poetry Friday– Buttercup Prayer and Twine Prompt

Whoa,
Taking a breath from this past week,
and sending out healing prayers…

I scribbled away a few poems in response to the shooting at the Robb Elementary School in Uvalde, TX. I like so many others are still taking this horrific tragedy in. I offer my sketch and haiku above as a prayer for the children and teachers… and all the lives they connect with.

buttercups,
sunbeams of love with leaf-filled
feathery support…

© 2022 Michelle Kogan

This month the Poetry Sister’s prompt was to write a poem on string, rope, or chain. Thanks to all TanitaMary LeeLauraLizAndiSara, and Tricia. And to find more of these poems look for them tagged with #PoetryPals. Twine reached out to me and I followed her lead…

IMAGINATION

Meander garden twine
twist and wind
like a silent serpent
sleuthing by.
Watch it climb
high toward sky
wrapping vines
guiding vines
over and around
as they rise.

Meander garden twine
twist and wind
create contour
levitating lines.
Let twine lead you
off your line
into a new
imagine-filled
time…

©2022 Michelle Kogan
draft

Another poem/draft on the shooting…

NOT JUST ANOTHER MORNING…

While the world turned itself upside down again, and the U.S. has another elementary school mass shooting, now in Uvalde, Texas–leaving so many of us shaken and wondering when this will stop—My college daughter gets Covid, and my out-of-college son talks with his girlfriend of moving to Canada…

I scan my phone emails and skim over the NYT’s The Morning recap on why the U.S. is an outlier for mass shootings, and read poem-a-day Terisa Siagatonu’s  probing poem, THE ONLY PLACE IN THE U.S. WITH ZERO COVID DEATHS…

I try meditating but my focus falls short …

change u.s. gun laws
place children before profit
make schools safe NOW

© 2022 Michelle Kogan
draft

I also want to share Terisa Siagatonu’s poem, The Only Place in the U.S. with Zero COVID Deaths, from the Academy of American Poets poem-a-day. Take a minute to listen to her reading and the “About this Poem,” all moved me.

Read the rest of the poem here

Linda Mitchell at her blog A Word Edgewise is hosting this week’s Poetry Friday Roundup, thanks Linda! She has a powerful poem about the School Shooting, be sure to stop by.

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Poetry Friday–Black-eyed Suzies

Black-eyed Susie leaves, Milkweed Emerging, and Bee, © 2022 Michelle Kogan, watercolor and watercolor pencil.

look close
what will you find… susie’s leaves,
milkweed sprouts, and bee

© 2022 Michelle Kogan

Happy Poetry Friday!

My poems today come from Margaret Simon’s post yesterday, for This Photo Wants to be a Poem.
Thanks Margaret for taking time to stop on your way to teach, and capture this photo for all of us to ponder! And there’s a bevy of handsome poems on Margaret’s site too. My response poem is below, though I thought I’d include an image of where our Susie’s are in Chicago… They’re not quite as far along, but they’re working hard, hence my image and haiku above.

Country barn with black-eyed Susan wildflowers, photo by Margaret Simon

FARMFIELD WILDFLOWER’S

Look
close,
even
closer…
Feel Black-eyed Suzie’s
lace-feathery edge
dance ‘round
Burnt sienna old barn, and
kiss her dried out edges
as she playfully moves
up and down barns
sun-warming facade
creating her dense golden-crown mass
among field’s tree-lined horizon…

Look
still
closer…
Cross a patch
of sap green grass
for one more grand mass
of Suzie’s golden grandeur,
dotted with deep warm-brown variegated heads
moving our eye this way and that
like a group of chattering school girls
who take our breath away
with their uninhibited
natural beauty.
Gatitudinal
thanks,
Grand
Suzie’s.

© 2022  Michelle Kogan
draft

I heard on NPR’s 1A, with host Jenn White, an interview with Jelani Cobb, who was just appointed as the incoming Dean at Columbia School of Journalism, and will begin this endeavor later this summer. And also Kelly McBride, she’s one of NPR’s Public Editors “and Chair of the Craig Newmark Center for Ethics and Leadership at The Poynter Institute.” They were talking about the shootings that just occurred last week in Buffalo NY. Someone brought up, “news coverage has been neutral” and “especially on public radio.” A discussion of “neutral harbingers of situations” began, and I added a couple of words to their discussion, Are we neutral harbingers of racial divisive situations—I think a poem is rolling around in there…The NPR 1A above, is a link to a podcast of the interview. Cobb also mentioned a book I’m going to check out, A Field Guide to White Supremacy, by Kathleen Belew.

Sending thoughts and prayers to all involved last week and hopes for actions of change to come soon.

Carmela Martino at her joint-authored blog Teaching Authors, is hosting this week’s Poetry Friday roundup, thanks Carmela—Be sure to stop by for your fill of poetry!

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Poetry Friday-Dandelions & DakhaBrakha

Dandelions and Bee, © 2019, Michelle Kogan, pen & ink and watercolor.

Happy Poetry Friday!

DISGUISING DANDELIONS

Dandelions are roaring
all over my neighborhood.
Spreading their manes and
spike-edge leaves announcing
their spring entrance…

Impatiently they
winter-waited,
and mysteriously
appeared overnight,
as if making a
covert attack,
claiming their
sovereign
ground.

Dandelions stand
poised and ready
for sleepy bees
slightly starved
slumbering out,
from hither and yon.

And dandy dandelions
eagerly assist our
baffled bees who
seek an energy-quick
nip of nourishing
nectar,
yum—
Have
at ‘em
sluggish bees
s-s-s-l-u-r-p!

© 2022 Michelle Kogan

DANDY DANDELION

by Christopher Morley

When Dandy Dandelion wakes
And combs his yellow hair,
The ant his cup of dewdrop takes
And sets his bed to air;
The worm hides in a quilt of dirt
To keep the thrush away,
The beetle dons his pansy shirt—
They know that it is day!

And caterpillars haste to milk
The cowslips in the grass;
The spider, in his web of silk,
Looks out for flies that pass.

Read the rest of the poem here.

Here’s DakhaBrakha, a Ukrainian band who, continue to perform and spread their eclectic, often hypnotizing, moving music, and culture. There’s also a brief interview, by KEXP, with the band at the end of their performance. I continue to keep all Ukrainians close to my heart.

Rose Cappelli at her blog Imagine the Possibilities is hosting this week’s Poetry Friday Roundup, thanks Rose—Be sure to stop by and fill up on more poetry!

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Poetry Friday-Celebrating Mother’s Day!

Hummingbird, Bee, and Backyard Flowers, © 2022, Michelle Kogan, watercolor and watercolor pencils.

Happy Poetry Friday!

I’m starting my celebration of Mother’s Day today, with a socially conscious Mother’s Day Poem! Breathe in some action, take a few flowers, and celebrate all Mom’s in a marvelous way!

Give Flowers,

Flowers for mothers
Flowers for mentors
Mentors whose voices
have cried out for justice
Vincent Millay, Levertov,
Angelou, Brooks,
Ukraine Mothers
burying their sons…
Pink and purple,
passion filled colors,
Blazing sunflowers,
stir our hearts,
Candid coneflowers
ooze ochre truths,
Climate change greens
sequestering carbon
intertwine thoughts
and generate action
with Mother of Nature
nurture, protector, with
Mother of Suffrage,
of 1960s
who bodily fought
for our
bodies
rights.
Flowers
for mothers
Petals of love,
pass through
generations
Flowers
         For
            Mothers

© 2022 Michelle Kogan

Here’s part of a conversation Maya Angelou had with her mother, from the Article, Maya Angelou on Mothers, ABC News, Aril 29, 2008.

“When Angelou was 21 and a young mother, she was holding down two jobs and living on her own. One day, she went to her mother’s house and received some unexpected praise.

“She looked at me and she said, ‘Baby, you know at this minute I want to tell you something.’ She has fox furs on, silver fox furs, and diamond earrings,” Angelou said. “She said, ‘I think you’re the greatest woman I’ve ever met.’ She said, ‘There is of course Eleanor Roosevelt, Mary McLeod Bethune, and my mother. But you’re in that category.'”

“And I thought, ‘Suppose she’s right? Suppose I really am somebody?’ She used to say she was too mean to lie. And she was very intelligent. But maybe it’s about time for me to stop smoking and stop cursing, ’cause I may be somebody.”

Angelou was working on a cable car at the time, and was far from the famous woman she would become, but her mother’s words gave her a sense of her future.

“I have learned enough now, to know I have learned nearly nothing,” she read in another excerpt from her new book. “Only stay when mothers are being honored. Let me thank you, that my selfishness, ignorance and mockery did not bring you to describe me like a broken doll, which had lost its favor. I thank you that you still find something in me to cherish, to admire and to love.”

“I thank you, mother. I love you.”

Read the entire article here.

I took a lovely walk over to one of our treasure-filled parks, and it sure looks like spring even with our chilly temps…

Lilac blue Flowers in Bloom at Indian Boundary Park, © 2022 Michelle Kogan

Peach Flowers in Bloom at Indian Boundary Park, © 2022 Michelle Kogan

Hope you can get lost in nature for a bit this week…

🌸 Happy Mother’s Day to all Mom’s! 🌷
(including humans, flora & fauna)

Jama Rattigan at her blog Jama’s Alphabet Soup is our delectable host for this week’s Poetry Friday Round up, thanks Jama! She’s served up a scrumptious post including a Mother’s Day recipe poem by Anita Pulier, along with some mouth watering treats, so be sure to stop by and fill up with poetry!

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Progressive Poem 2022 is Here!

Happy Last Day of National Poetry Month

and

Last Day for The Progressive Poem 2022

Well, here we are… What an adventurous romp this years Progressive Poem has been. Many thanks to Irene Latham who began the Progressive Poem and Margaret Simon who is continuing on with it!

Wayback when, we began without maps, dipped into spring’s puddle-wonderful, saw birds, did dancing, singing, moon-slicing, even heard some chattering monkeys. Nature kept on coming– nettles and sky, gardens, libraries, lightning bugs, oh my… More birds, surfing rivers of wind, wonderful–magical and sometimes confusing, and then…one last dance– And now…

My lines at the bottom in italics…

Alas, I am teaching a Poetry and Art Workshop on this last day of National Poetry Month, and will catch up with comments later in the day. (or peek at them with my students.)

THE PROGRESSIVE POEM OF 2022, SO HERE IT IS:

Where they were going, there were no maps.

Sorry! I don’t want any adventures, thank you. Not today.

Take the adventure, heed the call, now ere the irrevocable moment passes!

We have to go back. I forgot something.

But it’s spring, and the world is puddle-wonderful,

so we’ll whistle and dance and set off on our way.

Come with me, and you’ll be in a land of pure imagination.

Wherever you go, take your hopes, pack your dreams, and never forget –

it is on our journeys that discoveries are made.

And then it was time for singing.

Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain, paint with all the colors of the wind, freewheeling through an endless diamond sky?

Suddenly, they stopped and realized they weren’t the only ones singing.

Listen, a chattering of monkeys! Let’s smell the dawn
and taste the moonlight, we’ll watch it all spread out before us.

The moon is slicing through the sky. We whisper to the tree,
tap on the trunk, imagine it feeling our sound.

Clouds of blue-winged swallows, rain from up the mountains,

Green growing all around, and the cool splash of the fountain.

If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden,

a bright, secret, quiet place, and rather sad;

and they stepped out into the middle of it.

Their minds’ libraries and lightning bugs led them on.

The darkwood sings, the elderhist blooms, the sky lightens; listen and you will find your way home.

The night sky would soon be painted, stars gleaming overhead, a beautiful wild curtain closing on the day.

Mud and dusk, nettles and sky – time to cycle home in the dark.
There are no wrong roads to anywhere
lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove.

Standing at the fence of the cottage,
I hear the new note in the voices of the birds.

I pray to the birds because I believe they will carry the message of my heart upward.

I make up a song that goes on singing all by itself

Surfing rivers of wind way up high . . . calling zeep, zeep, zeep in the sky,

blinking back the wee wonder of footprints, mouse holes, and underground maps.

It was all so wonderful and so magical that sometimes I got a little confused by my adventures.

I feel like waving… like dancing around on the road

But, “There is no hurry. We shall get there some day.”

Aurora-Borealis, © 2015, Michelle Kogan, pencil and digital color.

Sources:
1. The Imaginaries: Little Scraps of Larger Stories, by Emily Winfield Martin
2. The Hobbit, by J. R. R. Tolkien
3. The Wind in the Willows, by Kenneth Grahame
4. Walk Two Moons by Sharon Creech
5. inspired by “[in Just-]” by E. E. Cummings
6. “Pure Imagination” from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory
7. Maybe by Kobi Yamada
8. Sarah, Plain, and Tall by Patricia MacLachlan
9. inspired by Disney songs “A Whole New World” from Aladdin and “Colors of the Wind” from Pocahontas
10. The Other Way to Listen by Byrd Baylor
11. adapted from Cinnamon by Neil Gaiman
12. adapted from The Magical Imperfect by Chris Baron
13. adapted from On the Same Day in March by Marilyn Singer
14. adapted from a line in Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Paterson
15. The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett
16. Prince Caspian by CS Lewis
17. The Last Cuentista by Donna Barba Higuera
18. Kate DiCamillo’s The Beatryce Prophecy
19. The Keeper of Wild Words by Brooke Smith
20. Last Child in the Woods by Richard Louv
21. The Phantom Tollbooth by Norton Juster
22. “Dance Me to the End of Love” by Leonard Cohen
23. adapted from Tuck Everlasting by Natalie Babbitt
24. A quote from Terry Tempest Williams in Birdology by Sy Montgomery
25. adapted from “When I Was a Bird” by Katherine Mansfield
26. Warbler Wave by April Pulley Sayre with Jeff Sayre
27. a quote from the poem, “Reading in the Dark” from the book, “Please Bury Me In the library” by J. Patrick Lewis.
28. The Ship That Flew by Hilda Lewis
29. adapted from “So This is Nebraska” from Sure Signs: New & Selected Poems by Ted Kooser
30. adapted from “The House At Pooh Corner” by A. A. Milne

Progressive Poem 2022

1 April 1 Irene at Live Your Poem
2 Donna Smith at Mainly Write
3 Catherine Flynn at Reading to the Core
4 Mary Lee at A(nother) Year of Reading
5 Buffy at Buffy Silverman
6 Linda Mitchell  at A Word Edgewise
7 Kim Johnson at Common Threads
8 Rose Cappelli at Imagine the Possibilities
9 Carol Varsalona at Beyond Literacy Link
10 Linda Baie at Teacher Dance
11 Janet Fagel at Reflections on the Teche
12 Jone at Jone Rush MacCulloch
13 Karin Fisher-Golton at Still in Awe
14 Denise Krebs at Dare to Care
15 Carol Labuzzetta @ The Apples in my Orchard
16 Heidi Mordhorst at My Juicy Little Universe
17 Ruth at There is no such thing as a God-forsaken Town
18 Patricia at Reverie
19 Christie at Wondering and Wandering
20 Robyn Hood Black at Life on the Deckle Edge
21 Kevin at Dog Trax
22 Margaret at Reflections on the Teche
23 Leigh Anne at A Day in the Life
24 Marcie Atkins
25 Marilyn Garcia
26 JoAnn Early Macken
27 Janice at Salt City Verse
28 Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference
29 Karen Eastlund at Karen’s Got a Blog
30 Michelle Kogan Painting, Illustration, & Writing

Appreciations to All!

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Poetry Friday- Climate Change–Metaphor Dice Poem

Happy Poetry Friday

and

National Poetry Month!

Jone Rush MacCulloch is hosting this week’s Poetry Friday Roundup at her blog, Jone Rush MacCulloch. She has a treasure trove of bubbling poetry goodness to offer, so do stop by her post.

Yikes… the Progressive Poem is quickly coming to it’s conclusion, and will be doing that right here on my post tomorrow, Saturday, April 30th. I’m including a list of the stops below.

Whoah! where did this month g-o-o-o-o-! Well wherever it skedaddled off to I did have fun with this challenging poetry prompt from the Poetry Sisters to create a metaphor dice poem in the style of Taylor Mali. Many Thanks to you all, Tanita, Mary Lee, Laura, Liz, Andi, Sara, and Tricia. And to find more of these poems look for them tagged with #PoetryPals. My poem’s path lead me on a more serious route…
And my words from the metaphor dice are: Loss/Flawed/Lens.

HEED EARTH’S CRY

Loss closes a flawed lens
of ill-managed, missed opportunities
for earth’s climate, racing to survive.

Ouch, hurry—
We can still help, and keep
our earth’s celsius temps
from climbing even higher.

Overwhelming–Yes—
Take one baby step:
Visit: UNEP
United Nations Environment Programme
find different ways to help.
Take one more baby step,
Visit an offshoot of UNEP:
Count Us In
And pick a project to begin.
Download a copy of the
IPCC Sixth Assessment Report,
Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change
Yes, it’s long, skim it,
ponder it, read parts.  

I’m like you–
Your average overwhelmed individual.
But hey, we can do this together.
Remember—Take one baby step,
Go For It
cause,
we only have
ONE EARTH!

© 2022 Michelle Kogan

Here are a couple new Mother’s Day Cards that are available in my online Etsy Shop.

The Cards are: Lavender and Bee Mother’s Day and Geraniums on Unryu paper. Both cards have a haiku on the back.

One parting thought… Avian Bird-flu is spreading through different parts of the US. It’s been recommended in my area Chicago, that we unfortunately stop feeding and providing birdbaths until at least the end of May. They don’t think it’s affecting songbirds, but they want us to help out to keep the flu from growing and getting even larger. I read that it’s okay to have your hummingbird feeders out though. I look forward to replacing water for the birds when I can. Here’s a link to an article specific to Illinois: “Take Down Bird Feeders, Baths Until Threat of Bird Flu Passes, Illinois Wildlife Officials Say”

2022 Progressive Poem Stops:

1 Irene at Live Your Poem
2 Donna Smith at Mainly Write
3 Catherine Flynn at Reading to the Core
4 Mary Lee at A(nother) Year of Reading
5 Buffy at Buffy Silverman
6 Linda Mitchell at A Word Edgewise 
7 Kim Johnson at Common Threads
8 Rose Cappelli at Imagine the Possibilities
9 Carol Varsalona at Beyond Literacy Link
10 Linda Baie at Teacher Dance
11 Janet Fagel at Reflections on the Teche
12 Jone at Jone Rush MacCulloch
13 Karin Fisher-Golton at Still in Awe Blog 
14 Denise Krebs at Dare to Care
15 Carol Labuzzetta @ The Apples in my Orchard
16 Heidi Mordhorst at My Juicy Little Universe
17 Ruth at There is no such thing as a God-forsaken Town
18 Patricia at Reverie
19 Christie at Wondering and Wandering
20 Robyn Hood Black at Life on the Deckle Edge
21 Kevin at Dog Trax
22 Margaret at Reflections on the Teche
23 Leigh Anne at A Day in the Life
24 Marcie Atkins
25 Marilyn Garcia
26 JoAnn Early Macken
27 Janice at Salt City Verse
28 Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference
29 Karen Eastlund at Karen’s Got a Blog
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