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         <description><![CDATA[<p>Poem of the week </p><p>Elijas </p><p><br/></p><p><strong>How Would You Live Then?</strong> by Mary Oliver</p><p>What if a hundred rose-breasted grosbeaks</p><p>&nbsp; &nbsp;flew in circles around your head? What if</p><p>the mockingbird came into the house with you and</p><p>&nbsp; &nbsp;became your advisor? What if</p><p>the bees filled your walls with honey and all</p><p>&nbsp; &nbsp;you needed to do was ask them and they would fill</p><p>the bowl? What if the brook slid downhilll just</p><p>&nbsp; &nbsp;past your bedroom window so you could listen</p><p>to its slow prayers as you fell asleep? What if</p><p>&nbsp; &nbsp;the stars began to shout their names, or to run</p><p>this way and that way above the clouds? What if</p><p>&nbsp; &nbsp;you painted a picture of a tree, and the leaves</p><p>began to rustle, and a bird cheerfully sang</p><p>&nbsp; &nbsp;from its painted branches? What if you suddenly saw</p><p>that the silver of water was brighter then the silver</p><p>&nbsp; &nbsp;of money? What if you finally saw</p><p>that the sunflowers, turning toward the sun all day</p><p>&nbsp; &nbsp;and every day - who knows how, but they do it - were&nbsp;</p><p>more precious, more meaningful than gold?</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>(typed from the text of my print copy of <em>Devotions</em>)</p><p><br>The artist statement: What if</p><p>&nbsp; &nbsp;the stars began to shout their names, or to run</p><p>this way and that way above the clouds? This poem made me think of my poem on a nature walk. Mary Oliver, the poet, wrote a poem that is a motivation to me because I like poetry that uses space and time with our thoughts, which is her expression of the stars and clouds, and the connection to the universe as if the stars had voices, which has inspired me to write more objects that converse with people in ways that make them feel human. I learn that the imagination can be a place to find ways to share poetry and the use of connection with words that find alliteration was fun to look for the words that make the poem sound like a song to the readers. The most challenging part for me is when I start sounding repetitive. I'm proud of some of the poems that came to me easily without much effort. My next journey as a poet is to write one poem daily. And in time, have a collection to share.</p><p><br/></p>]]></description>
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