Month: November 2016

Danielle Hanson – Four Poems

It could be eyes, certainly; they are powerful lures. It could also be an oddity—shimmer or color or shadowy depth. It should certainly surprise.

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Jane Williams – Five Photographs

As artists we try to capture whatever beauty means to us with whatever tools and talents are at our disposal, and then there are those times when beauty captures us.

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Ruth Asch – Four Poems

When I was a little girl I loved to see, and wanted to make – and to be part of – the beautiful. Then, this meant dressing up as princess or gypsy, imagining a life surrounded by human art or nature, riding gorgeous horses, being graceful and spirited.

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Glen Sorestad – Two Poems

But the scope of this – a feathered choir in full voice, how many thousands I could not know, an all-out vocal blitz, filling the woods with something indefinably joyous, something witnessed once only, as a miracle.

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Angelina Saule – Heartography

Beauty is a composition between pauses and movements, where fantasies are sung and dissolutions can become engraved in marble. Beauty is pregnant with both the sacred and the profane, beating along with the naked eye of the heart blooming into an infinite prayer. Primordial, beauty is the essence of fiction.

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Susan Nordmark – Two Stories

The unexpected is where i want to go—opening, surprise. To take myself, and the reader, somewhere—into an experience. Experience is what it’s about: aliveness. Aliveness is what i seek, and that’s where the beauty is–sometimes a difficult joy, a hard gratitude.

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Kyle Hemmings – Five Photographs

I became entranced and immobile, immersed in my sense impressions of the outer world invading the inner. It was much later that I began to love words and the way they could combine to form poems or stories.

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Kirsten Milligan – Rare Specimens

The smell of old paper, the curling geometry of clockwork, the delicacy of hands … the colors in storm clouds, tarnished metal. The wonder of finding and savouring beauty is only exceeded by the wonder of creating it.

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Joseph Bottone – Two Poems

We celebrate as one by one we claim our own self realisation. Out of this flows the world’s revelation and a new intuitive poetry emerges as the voice of the Mother who weeps for our return to the ancient worship of Beauty and Delight.

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Karlo Sevilla – Three Poems

A beautiful element always uplifts and persists even in the most depressing subjects. It’s always an affirmation of life, regardless of what happens to the vessel that carried and brought it forth.

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Dian Parker – Edward was once on a train

He sits very still, an open book on his lap, The Bhagavad-Gita. He can’t imagine how Krishna can sustain the entire world with a fragment of his being when he, Edward Stanwich, can’t even get dressed.

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A.J. Huffman – Four Poems

It is both intangible and ephemeral, but more importantly it is defining because beauty is what we strive for and what drives us to continue to be more than what we already are.

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Melanie Faith – Six Photographs

The art of creating an image for oneself first and viewers secondly is itself a kind of beauty– bringing us both closer to our best selves and further away from the commonplace into a timeless space of renewal and creation

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Ailish Woollett – Three Poems

In poetry, I like to think about euphony, the pleasantness of sounds. It is interesting to think that this is all language specific and culturally relative. However, beauty is also something like a universal emotion. Experiencing something that strikes you as beautiful is a unique kind of joy.

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Robert Carr – Reaching for a Book

Deep beauty resides in the imperfect – in the broken, in the power generated by something that’s burning. Though a flower, a youthful human body, captures attention – I am always drawn back to the beauty of the worn.

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Michele Leavitt – Three Poems

what can be heard, or seen, or touched, or smelled, or tasted, even blurred by rain or time, even when it doesn’t rhyme, even when it’s only read.

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Carolyn Martin – Two Poems

When St. Augustine was asked to define Time, he responded, “If no one asks me, I know what it is. If I wish to explain it to him who asks, I do not know.” That’s how I feel about Beauty. Any definition is just out of reach.

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Alexander Payne Morgan – The Costumer’s Husband: Tech Week

I’ve never seen Blake’s tyger, but I have seen my wife, Janice, in action. I’ve seen her use every element of her energy and creativity in a near heartbreaking struggle to make beauty, to force it ready in time for a performance. Out of her working of craft and purpose, beauty will mysteriously emerge

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Susan Tepper – Two Linked Stories

I look into things that might have once been considered beautiful, seeing them with a fresh perspective, at the possibilities, as they travel through what is known as time.

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Paul Ilechko – Three Poems

It would be better to think of it as a verb, a transitive verb. To make beautiful. Beauty is a residue from the act of applying love. Without that act of love, beauty will never really exist.

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Eric Norris – Two Poems

If I were Leonardo da Vinci, say—which I am not, just to be clear—I would draw a special Venn Diagram, illustrating that shady area where art and life intersect. I would call that area Beauty.

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Soodabeh Saeidnia – Three Poems

You can build a new path in an unknown area of your mind or destroy the old bridges and replace them with the modern, high-tech structures. I like to keep the old paths as the memorial signs in my mind.

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Julie Anne Thorndyke – Two Poems

beauty is bound up in our five senses: through colour, music, taste, touch and fragrance the divine is revealed. If, as a writer, I can render an experience of wonder in words, crystallise that emotion on the page and share it with readers, that is a privilege beyond compare.

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Dian Parker – Five Paintings

Everywhere is wonder and wonder is inspiring and inspiration exciting and excitement wished for and all wishes carry beauty. There is beauty in a sigh, a kiss, a tear, keening, hope, death. The brain is a miracle of profound beauty. All is perception so I strive to filter my reality through the clear lens of beauty.

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Gay Degani – The Wax Menagerie

Morning heat against one’s shoulders, the feel of grit beneath one’s nails, the scent of soil. The translucent sheen between clouds lacing a late afternoon’s pale blue. Tangerine melting into verdant land stretching into sea.

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Michael T. Young – Four Poems

Beauty is a form of mutual resonance, like a tuning fork vibrating to the same pitch as another turning fork. In this sense, it is also a kind of recognition, not merely of something superficially pretty outside ourselves, but something that resonates with some similar thing inside us.

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Lyn Lifshin – Five Poems

Beauty is something that startles, makes you catch your breath– Like Emily Dickinson’s saying if it feels like the top of my head is taken off, I know it is poetry. The same with beauty.

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Anne Whitehouse – Four Poems

I set out to make poetry from my everyday life that finds its place among the stars and in the mud at our feet, but I take poetry where I can find it, and sometimes the lives of others enter and take up residence in my heart.

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Milla van der Have – Three Poems

I see poetry as our ultimate endeavour to describe those things that transcend language, of which beauty is one of the foremost occurrences. Poetry tries to lift the veil, to give us a new view on the beyond.

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Claudia Gary – Four Poems

Beauty may be the unspoken reason why someone is so kind or listens so well. It may be a distilled version of love that appears after the years have fallen away — a version that either coexists in peace with one’s current life, or refuses to let go.

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Carla Drysdale – Four Poems

As the eye gazed out further, however, perspective was restored and the landscape was whole again. The vast green plains and honey-colored fields of Burgundy fanned out towards the horizon. The sun balanced like a copper penny on the thin line between day and night.

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Jeff Burt – Two Poems

Keats magic casement is not merely the vision of a Romantic, but that of every child that has witnessed the world as fresh. It is the casement where the O of astonishment lifts their cheeks and opens their lips in silent awe, the casement where amazement, exultation, exuberance, and transcendence appear.

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Mark Martyre – Poems and Songs

Perhaps Beauty isn’t something I can write about directly. Maybe it’s more like saying something with the look in your eyes, rather than with the words from your mouth. Maybe Beauty is something that only your heart sees, and therefore only your heart can truly talk about

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Lana Elizabeth Gabris – Descent Ascent

Ever since I started taking myself seriously as a writer, beauty has manifested itself into the flex of a horse’s neck pausing midstride on a hill, to the curve of a lover’s cheek and sunlight cascading in waves down unreachable cliffs, sparkling through leaves

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Ian Randall Wilson – Three Poems

There are traces of the beautiful in the barrel, the barrow, the cultured back yard — evidence, yes, but the thing itself escapes me. I write about throwing pots as a metaphor for this small practice of mine. Trying to find the beautiful form.

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Sandhya Krishnakumar – Three Poems

I was returning from my morning walk, enjoying a spectacular sunrise on the river. It occurred to me then that particularly striking sunrises always had some clouds in the picture. It was the clouds that lit up for a brief moment, transformed from a dull grey into luminous shades of orange and gold

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