photo: dowsingarchaeology.org.uk/
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born with gift
called from far and wide
desperate times
fresh cut branch held just so
willow witching
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TPOS prompt: drought/oasis
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tanka prompt: the elements (earth/air/fire/water)
In my tiny painting the earth born fibers
embedded in the earthy paper
were not visible
until my wet brush touched the page.
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Then the firey amber flames began to appear,
from the water spreading.
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In the bright air the painting dried
and preserved was a magical unrelenting force of nature.
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Whenever I think of trying to make something happen
I think of this surprising moment,
and how things happen by themselves
when it comes down to the elemental in life.
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How have the earth air fire and water
been part of your life,
how do you see them as inspiration
and basic powers in your life and your poetry?)
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photo: (c) 9/2014 Saradunn
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looking forward
it’s looking backwards
mocking smile
picasso meets utlity
portrait gliding on highway
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TPOS: found art
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Monday March 23, 2015 tanka prompt:
found art in unlikely places
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(You are walking in a parking lot or city street look down
and suddenly stand still in awe.
A delicate scrap,
a rusty hinge,
an oil spill,
a chalk line blurred by rain.
As if long hours were spent creating,
a pattern, a whimsical face, a letter fallen from a sign
and a moment expand with humor,
beauty, a question is revealed
How has this happened to you,
and…in your
tanka now?l
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photo (c) 2015 Saradunn: Ceiling at St. Patrick’s Episcopal Church, Bangor, Maine, USA
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light and airy
grace flying above
astounding
white ribs on gray.
soothing sky overhead
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TPOS: found art
Ceiling at St. Patrick’s Episcopal
Church, Bangor, Maine, USA
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Monday March 23, 2015 tanka prompt:
found art in unlikely places
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(You are walking in a parking lot or city street look down
and suddenly stand still in awe.
A delicate scrap,
a rusty hinge,
an oil spill,
a chalk line blurred by rain.
As if long hours were spent creating,
a pattern, a whimsical face, a letter fallen from a sign
and a moment expand with humor,
beauty, a question is revealed
How has this happened to you,
and…in your tanka now?l
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.photo: (c) 3/2015 Saradunn, seagull posing, Surry Landing, Surry, Maine USA
blood on stone
first warm day
celebrating
signs of ice melt
soups on
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TPOS prompt:
found art in unlikely places
(seagull posing)
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photos: (c) 3/2015 Saradunn
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Monday March 23, 2015 tanka prompt: found art in unlikely places
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(You are walking in a parking lot or city street look down
and suddenly stand still in awe.
A delicate scrap,
a rusty hinge,
an oil spill,
a chalk line blurred by rain.
As if long hours were spent creating,
a pattern, a whimsical face, a letter fallen from a sign
and a moment expand with humor,
beauty, a question is revealed
How has this happened to you,
and…in your tanka now?l
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photo: 123RF
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TPOS prompt: healing ourselves
(healing the earth, healing ourselves)
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My Response to the Prompt:
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sky high tree house
wind is our music
sky paints dreams
crows chatter flying by
check eaves for nesting site
……………………..Saradunn
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Kathabela Wilson, Prompt
own being, and how to say it in your tanka?)
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TPOS prompt: rounded edges,
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My response to the prompt:
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cyberspace figment
imagination wanders
clouds hover
never lost ~ a wisp away
search and ye shall find
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for Ari
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Kathabela Wilson prompt, Tanka Poets on Site
March 18, 2015 tanka prompt: rounded edges, “struggle against the straight line”
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(Our poet friend Joan Stern
went on a trip to Antarctica,
and on the way back she stopped in Uraguay recently.
She came home with a signed print by Vilaro,
who designed many beautiful environments,
tileworks
and paintings.
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He mentions his
“lifelong struggle against the straight line.”
Compared to Gaudi in his flowing,
unusual conceptions,
the organic nature
of the ebb and flow of shapes and motion
seems natural.
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What rough edges have you smoothed,
corners, rounded?
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How have you “struggled against the straight line”
in your work,
art,
psychology?)
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photo: (c) Saradunn 2/6/2015 Library, Somesville, Maine, USA
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TPOS prompt: metaphor
My response to the prompt:
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winter wonderland
white fluffy snow creates beauty
snow puff flowers
winter wonderland frost’s bite
black ice ~ surprise landing
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photo: Gerstner family archives. Year unknown
Anna and Herman Gerstner, my grandparents.
Saradunn 2015
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TPOS prompt: your heritage cultural,
history as a bridge to your future family,
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My Response to the Prompt
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engagement ring
dainty pearls set in rose gold
thoughts swirl
corseted grandma once petite
stern grandpa ~ not always
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( All the traditions like fireworks in a night sky.
Chinese New Year, Vietnamese New Year, Mardi Gras,
Diwali, celebration of Lights,
Nowrooz, the beautiful Persian New Year —
the world is smaller now and our hearts grow bigger…
we embrace not only our own past
but the joy of celebrations of all cultures.
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When we were in Shanghai at Winter Holiday season,
all the waiters in restaurants were wearing Santa hats.
I asked. They said “here we celebrate EVERYTHING”
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What are your roots,
how do the spread into your life,
make a bridge the future?
Your own family history,
immediate and deep rooted…
where does it lead?
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My mother (94) has beautiful handwriting,
wore ribbons in her hair from babyhood and on…
how does this become you?
How does the
beauty,
complexity,
pain,
of the past determine the landscape of now and tomorrow?)
Kathabela’s mother, Mary Abela (now 94) as a baby.
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Photo: pin bought for a donation to
Habitat for Humanity
(c) 2015 Saradunn
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TPOS prompt:
what is your home made of ?
My response to the prompt:
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building homes
a brush of kindness
love in action
transforming lives
building communities
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Mon Feb 16, 2015 tanka prompt: what is your home made of
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(I wore my home “on my sleeve” today, it was made of kimonos.
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My friendCindy Rinne
made this beautiful pin and gave it to me,
when she finished her solo art show
in our Living Room Gallery a few years ago.
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She especially loves kimono fabric,
and she is an experimental and unusual
artist and poet !
(She loved having some
of our brilliant friend Alexis Rotella’s
collage papers too.
I wore her house for her visit…
who else can say my house is made of kimonos?
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It is a small mystery
as if a garden has moved indoors.
What is your home built of?
Bricks?
Does it have a grass roof?
A sterling silver door?
A golden entryway.
Is it made of words?
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What is the signpost,
the marker, the numbers that signify?
Do you embed mirrors and stones in your hearth?
What is your home built of,
can you “wear it on your sleeve”?
Or put it in your tanka?)
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photo: (c) 2012 Saradunn
rosa rugosa: wild rose / Downeast Maine
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pink granite path
thru blueberries~ blackberries
rosa rugosa
scent of the sea ~ wind in hair
seagulls cry
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prompt: how color brightens a path
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Kathabela Wilson ~ Tanka Poets on Site Prompt:
how color brightens a path (photo by Elsa Frausto)
(This beautiful backyard scene, photographed by Elsa,
shows how stunning the use of color can be,
with a simple magical touch, a path is transformed.
Imagine this scene without color,
and the satisfying wonder of the pinks and golds, contrasts
and scattered shapes call us into a different, fanciful world.
I smiled as soon as I saw this photo.
I use color myself, as a natural unconscious expression of feeling,
it seems to draw us all together.
How have you used, seen color used in fascinating ways,
significant, symbolic along the path
and how can your place these colorful stones in your tanka?)
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