The three main things I miss about Facebook:
~ livestreaming concerts
~ The Miami Herald Readers group, which put my To Be Read list over the top with recommendations! No surprise I was a "conversation starter".
~ National Poetry Month. For most of the years I was on Facebook, I posted a poem every day in April to celebrate. When I resurrected my blog in late-January, I vowed to post twice a week: Mindful Monday and Thoughtful Thursday. Then, when the virus hit a critical point, I didn't post for three weeks. Now I am posting daily, partly to comfort my monkey mind and partly to follow through on my poetry promise. Eeek... and sigh... 💜
SONG: Words by Bee Gees
BOOK: Poetry of Presence: An Anthology of Mindfulness Poems by Phyllis Cole-Dai and Ruby R. Wilson (Editors)
POEM: How I Discovered Poetry by Marilyn Nelson
It was like soul-kissing, the way the words
filled my mouth as Mrs. Purdy read from her desk.
All the other kids zoned an hour ahead to 3:15,
but Mrs. Purdy and I wandered lonely as clouds borne
by a breeze off Mount Parnassus. She must have seen
the darkest eyes in the room brim: The next day
she gave me a poem she’d chosen especially for me
to read to the all except for me white class.
She smiled when she told me to read it, smiled harder,
said oh yes I could. She smiled harder and harder
until I stood and opened my mouth to banjo playing
darkies, pickaninnies, disses and dats. When I finished
my classmates stared at the floor. We walked silent
to the buses, awed by the power of words.
QUOTE: "Poetry belongs to people. It cannot be pigeon-holed or labeled; it must flow out of the appreciator as well as the propagator, spontaneously and always amazingly." ~ George Abbe
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