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Monthly Archives: November 2020

found poem: already

found poem: a stone’s

found poem: The egg

gratitude

found poem: leaves

found poem: The walks

found poem: the protective

found poem: impugning

reflecting

Ten years ago today, on a whim, I decided to start a blog. A few months earlier, I had launched a blog site for a local poetry contest (the site is still going and now known as The Poetry Department), and had been enjoying the momentum of daily posting.

I didn’t have a clear notion of what I’d post on chocolateisaverb, nor was I very interested in promoting the site, but I hoped that just having a place to put my words might encourage me to write. Somewhat remarkably, it has.

In those ten years, I have posted fragments of my written meanderings, bits of fiction, musings about my family, and thousands (literally) of found poems. I’ve shared my publishing successes and, by way of found poetry, my political, environmental, and cultural concerns. Almost everything has been fresh off the drawing board, without the pause for reflection and editing that any reasonable poet would give their work before putting it out into the world.

But nobody complained. Every day, I am grateful to the readers who find their way here, who leave comments, and click Like, and send texts and emails, and return for more. In this fragile time, it is hard to project much beyond next week, so I make no promises about the future. But for today, and for the last ten years, THANK YOU for being my audience, my community, and my friends.

This is post number 3,067.

found poem: in all

found poem: his fraught

found poem: I was

and another!

two more…


Thanks to the print journal Tiny Spoon for including two of my found poems in Issue 5, on ecology.


And thanks, too, to Medusa’s Kitchen, where five of my winter-themed found poems are posted.

Tonight! SpeakEasy 27: A Spiritual Thread

If you’re interested in the intersection of poetry and spirit, you may want to Zoom in to this evening’s SpeakEasy 27: A Spiritual Thread. I won’t be reading, but I co-produce the SpeakEasy series with Luther Allen and I think the program will offer considerable food for thought.

Each of the poets — Susan Alexander, Luther Allen, Bruce Beasley, Jennifer Bullis, and Dayna Patterson — will share a poem and comment on the process of writing linked poems.

This will be our first virtual SpeakEasy, but definitely not the last. In fact, the poetry produced for SpeakEasy 27 quickly exceeded the constraints of a single reading, so it will be presented as a series. This program, Saturday, November 14, 2020, 7:00pm Pacific, will be followed by another on Saturday, December 12, with future dates TBA. The sessions will be recorded and available for viewing online.

Participation is free on a first-come, first-serve basis, but you must have a password to access the Zoom room. You can find a more complete description, the poets’ bios, and access information on the SpeakEasy 27 page. (This is also where the videos will be posted.)

found poem: They arranged

found poem: To reassemble

found poem: THE DEAD

found poem: a sigh

found poem: pine tree

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