lunabee34: (poetry by misbegotten)
lunabee34 ([personal profile] lunabee34) wrote2020-07-01 12:49 pm

Poetry Jam 2020: Carl Sandburg

Our selection for this past month was Carl Sandburg's Honey and Salt.



July: Mascha: The Poems of Mascha Kaléko

August: Shakespeare's sonnets

September: W. D. Snodgrass' Not for Specialists

October: Toi Derricotte's Tender

November: Franny Choi's Soft Science

December: Pablo Neruda's The Heights of Machu Picchu
stonepicnicking_okapi: okapi (poetrywords)

[personal profile] stonepicnicking_okapi 2020-07-04 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
I had a lot of different feelings about this one. I sat down to read it and read about 30% without much thought at all. No negative thoughts but no real positive ones either. So I set it aside. Then I came back to it some days later, and really liked it, so the middle 30%. I definitely feel the draw is a trees not forests situation. A few of the poems I liked as a whole (Like Quotations) but most I felt were ho-hum, yet embedded in the ho-hum were gems of lines, one line or two or more, that I felt like I could really ponder. Like in Shadows Fall Blue on the Mountain. Has a man ever been praying, "Make me into a think goblet of glass oh Lord I fear what my shadow tells me?" Lots of interesting nature imagery, colour imagery. He's a Midwestern poet so that Midwestern city + farm aesthetic. I don't know what he's saying in a lot of them, and in some of them, I think I know but it's just not my cup of tea (some of the poems that focus on love). Nevertheless, a lot of interesting lines. 'Let the writing on your face be the smell of apple orchards in late June.' The last 40$ I settled in with more appreciation but less of the surprised by joy feeling I had in the middle. Probably just mood and energy level and attitude on my part.

stonepicnicking_okapi: okapi (poetrywords)

[personal profile] stonepicnicking_okapi 2020-07-05 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
FYI, I haven't been able to find the Mascha work anywhere but Amazon so I'll probably not join you for July but definitely August (I love me a sonnet!).