Billy Collins

When you get a poem [in a public place], it happens to you so suddenly that you don’t have time to deploy your anti-poetry deflector shields that were installed in high school.

Billy Collins (22 March 1941)

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World Poetry Day

“In a constantly evolving world, a world of rapid change and social transformation, poets have a presence alongside civil movements and know how to alert consciences to the world’s injustices as well as encourage appreciation of its beauty. We can also see potential in new technologies and short messages that circulate on social networks, breathing fresh life into poetry, fostering creativity and the sharing of poems and verses that can help us to engage more fully with the world.”

Irina Bokova, Director-General of UNESCO

Today is the World Poerty Day! You can read more about this day on the United Nations Website.

Tales around the Campfire

Some interestings historical facts surrounding poetry. 🙂

Limebird Writers

Many of the posts here, and much of the discussion, revolves around one aspect or another of ‘story’. However, the modern understanding of ‘story’ seems to be based mainly in the world of prose. This is a relatively recent evolution in the history of storytelling (it could be argued that Western fictional narrative, and its more ‘informal’ language, grew out of the ‘histories’ – and only became popular when books first became widely available in the fifteenth century).

If we go back to the first storytellers, while they may not have originally thought of themselves as poets, that is what they were. In order to remember extremely long tales, certain formulations, certain rhythms were used to aid memory.

Campfire

The oldest known version of the “Epic of Gilgamesh” was originally five independent Sumerian poems that date from as early as the Third Dynasty of Ur (2150-2000 BC). Four of the poems…

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She was never yours to start

She is ripe for the taking

If you had gotten through the wall

Sleeping beauty won’t be waking

Just because you call

Make room for the next

Knight in Shining Armour

Who is game to axe

The enchanted wall with ardour

Why cry over a kiss

That never took place?

You knew that one miss

Would throw you out of the race

It would seem

It was not on the card

Outside of your dream

She was never yours to start

A love destined to be epic

I am sorry

For all the times I broke my word
For all the pain I caused your heart
For all the sleepless nights due to hurt
For all the missed moments to make things right

I am sorry

I have said it too many times before
Time has revealed the shallowness of my apology
You won’t believe me when I say it once more
It seems our love is heading for its final eulogy

I am sorry

I took your love for granted
But it’s easy to go save the world
When your arms are always extended
To pull me out when I am lost in a whirl

I am sorry

You trust me no longer
I have used up your good faith
My desire to live has become shorter
As none can replace you as my mate

I am sorry I destroyed our love

A love destined to be epic

My Dream

I dream of a world where girls are not murdered at birth.

I dream of a world where no one knows the meaning of dowry.

I dream of a world where the price of a bride cannot be expressed in goods.

I dream of a world where education is available to all.

I dream of a world where there are no gender stereotypes.

I dream of a world where women are treated as human beings.

I dream of a world where there is no need for women to have a special day because they are treated equally in every way.