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By: Andromeda Jazmon Sibley,
on 4/1/2013
Happy April Happy Spring Happy Poetry Month!! In years past I have used this space to post daily haiku and photos all through April. This year I am not going to use the blog to do it. I feel the need to change things up and be more mobile. I want to use my iPod touch to take photos and post haiku on Twitter. I am finding several hashtags in use today, the first day of National Poetry
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/4/2011
I turn away from the screen, get up and wander outside, drawn by the warmth streaming in the window. Mild breezes, waving twigs heavy with bud, a low buzzing in the air. Coat left behind, at last, I am stunned. Sitting on the front step doing nothing but breathe. spring sunshine my desk unattended; watching the bees
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/2/2011
Many years ago I was in China teaching English and had the opportunity to travel around the country. I found these 2" clay figures, or "mud men" as they are called sometimes, in a dusty little shop in Tianjin. The art form goes back to the 19th century, when they were made for bonsai and miniature gardens. I am enchanted by the expressions on these gentlemen's faces. Their conversation, whether
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/24/2010
trim for salad or wait and watch it bloom - chive sprouts ...-Andromeda Jazmon I spent some time weeding today and had the pleasure of a five year old companion. He's the kind of gardener who saves apple seeds from his lunch to plant them in the garden. When I unpacked his lunchbox yesterday there was a little sandwich bag of apple seeds carefully stowed away. He was fully expecting to get a
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/21/2010
morning tea; while the garden opens holding still ...-Andromeda Jazmon I found myself this morning with the gift of a little empty time. Time to sit in the backyard garden and just watch the light spill across the lawn. Watch the flowers nodding and hear the birds sing. It restored me and reminded me how blessed I am. I am hoping you find such a place today as well.
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/19/2010
their work in papers brought home crumpled, in drifts; making the world ...-Andromeda Jazmon All the papers that come home threaten to overwhelm the house. They cover the tables, the shelves, the refrigerator. It's not the paper or the product that I treasure. It's the process. The progress from scribble to faces to letters to stories; messages left along the way, marking where they're going.
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/17/2010
neighborhood kids spilling from yard to yard; dandelion gold -Andromeda Jazmon My youngest is sick with high fevers and a vicious cough. I have a major research paper due for a grad school class and we found ants in the kitchen last night. I am really grateful for the neighborhood kids keeping my 7 year old entertained today. Neighbors share the news, the snowstorms, and the backyard grill
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/16/2010
evening tea; rain on the wisteria until sun break through ...-Andromeda Jazmon I love my porch swing. It is one of my favorite spots to sit and watch the world rush by. A couple years ago I started training the wisteria that I didn't know was growing beside my porch. That story is here. Tonight I sat on the porch while waiting for the gluten free pizza crust to rise. I was just listening to
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/13/2010
gracing the table narcissus full of sunshine; and one small bug a well of sunshine the heart of golden narcissus; stick bug's joy our dinner party - among the food & flowers uninvited guest
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/10/2010
holding the sun if only for one day; tulip cups ...-Andromeda Jazmon
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/9/2010
up and down the street ornamental pear trees in bloom over hopscotch game ...-Andromeda Jazmon We were talking in the faculty room about how early the trees have jumped into bloom. Each person had a story about a street in their neighborhood that is lined with ornamental pears. One day they were sleepy brown sticks; the next day - whoosh! - a cloud of fragrant blossoms. I had a vision of
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/8/2010
Yesterday after school. I had a free half hour to just sit on the porch swing and daydream before I started dinner. What a treat! I had a bowl of strawberry sorbet that had been stashed in the freezer by my thoughtful, darling oldest boy as a birthday present, and listened to bird song and church bells. Cherry blossom petals were dancing in the breeze. strawberry sorbet and evening church
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/7/2010
on the porch swing watching kids on scooters; silent green unfurls ...-Andromeda Jazmon On these long, warm spring evenings we finish dinner and go outside for another half hour of playtime. The kids have pulled out scooters and bikes and baseballs, and have the run of the front lawns. I'm in my porch swing, taking it all in. These precious few days when the world is flowing with sap and
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/6/2010
bees among the Vinca; buzz, quiet... buzz, quiet... buzz... children squabbling ...-Andromeda Jazmon The other day I was sitting in the backyard watching the bees buzzing around the garden. They love the sweet little Vinca flowers that are so full of nectar. In the background I could hear my kids playing with the neighbor kids. Moments of peaceful digging and driving toy trucks around,
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/4/2010
sorting baskets, bringing out the bunnies; thumbs dyed purple ...-Andromeda Jazmon We spent a truly peaceful, relaxing day yesterday, dying Easter eggs, playing in the dirt in the backyard, and preparing to celebrate a joyful Resurrection day. The cherry trees in the front yard are in all their glory, which always reminds me of the Easter weekend seven years ago when we brought home Buddy, my
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/2/2010
in the vibrant grass scattered blossom petals; cookie crumb sweetness ....-Andromeda Jazmon Every spring when the cherry trees burst into bloom I go a little crazy with my camera. I can't stop trying to capture that delicate beauty. But after hundreds of photos I start to think there is nothing new to shoot. I worry that it will become redundant. Then when I take up the camera and go out
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 3/31/2010
KIDLITOSPHERE CELEBRATION OF NATIONAL POETRY MONTH Gregory K. will once again host 30 Poets/30 Days with previously unpublished poems by favorite children's authors. Tricia Stohr-Hunt will interview 30 children's poets. The Poetry Makers list is stellar! Lee Wind shares GLBTQ Teen Poetry. Jone MacCulloch offers Thirty Days, Thirty Students, Thirty Poems. Original poems by students.
What fun! I will look for these. Twitter needs more nature poetry, and I am glad you are planting the seeds! Happy Poetry Month and spring too! xo, a.
<br />What a great idea, Andi! Off to see what you're tweeting!