TCS: Clearing the Clouded Brain – Seven Poets

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Welcome to The Coffee Shop, just for you early risers
on Monday mornings. This is an Open Thread forum,
so if you have an off-topic opinion burning a hole in
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Ten thousand flowers in spring,
the moon in autumn,
a cool breeze in summer,

snow in winter –
if your mind is not clouded

by unnecessary things, this is
the best season of your life.

– Sharon Salzberg

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In Honor of World Lizard Day

August 14th is World Lizard Day, so I am reposting  this report on the Gila Monster:

GILA MONSTER: His Myth is Worse than His Bite

“I have never been called to attend a case of Gila monster bite, and I don’t want to be. I think a man who is fool enough to get bitten by a Gila monster ought to die. The creature is so sluggish and slow of movement that the victim of its bite is compelled to help largely in order to get bitten.”

— Dr. Ward, Arizona Graphic, September 23, 1899

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TCS: A Call for Change from Nigeria

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Mother Earth has been abused, the powers have been abused,
and this cannot go on forever. No theory can alter that simple fact.
Mother Earth will retaliate, the whole environment will retaliate,
and the abusers will be eliminated.

– Russell Means

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A Poem by Alfred, Lord Tennyson on the Anniversary of His Birth

Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) born on August 6, 1809, remains one of Britain’s most popular poets; he served as the Poet Laureate from 1850 until his death in 1892, the longest tenure of any English Poet Laureate. In 1883, he was elevated to the peerage, after twice declining the honour. In 1884, Queen Victoria created him Baron Tennyson, of Aldworth in the County of Sussex and of Freshwater in the Isle of Wight. Tennyson was the first author to be raised to the British peerage for his writing. His father was an Anglican clergyman and his mother was a vicar’s daughter. Tennyson’s first major award, the Chancellor’s Gold Medal, was bestowed in 1829 while he was a student at Cambridge, for his poem ‘Timbuktu” when he was 20 years old.  But he had to leave Cambridge before taking his degree because of the death of his father in 1831. He spent the next six years looking after his widowed mother and his brothers and sisters. In 1833, Tennyson published his second book of poems, which included the original version “The Lady of Shalott,” but it met with such heavy criticism that he published nothing for the next ten years. The family’s fortunes declined, and they moved to more modest housing. In 1842, Tennyson’s two-volume Poems, which included the revised version of “The Lady of Shalott,” as well as some of his best-loved poems: “Locksley Hall.” “Ulysses,” and “Break, Break, Break.” This established him as a successful poet. In 1850, William Wordsworth, the Poet Laureate, died. Samuel Rogers refused the appointment, and Elizabeth Barrett Browning and Leigh Hunt were considered, but Tennyson was chosen. He served for 42 years until his death in 1892 at age 83. He was buried in Poets’ Corner, at Westminster Abbey. Lady Tennyson wrote music for her husband’s last poem “The Silent Voices” which was sung by the choir. He was laid between John Dryden and Robert Browning in front of Chaucer’s monument.

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TCS: The Dame Days of Summer – Four Women Poets

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It was August. For years it was August . . .
there was heat like wet gauze and a high, white sky
and music coming from everywhere at once.

— Paula McLain,  A Ticket to Ride

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A Poem for the International Day of Friendship


In 2011, the International Day of Friendship was declared by the UN General Assembly, to be celebrated on July 30, as part of its Programme of Action on a Culture of Peace: “Recognizing the relevance and importance of friendship as a noble and valuable sentiment in the lives of human beings around the world.”

Naomi Shihab Nye (1952 –  ), born in St. Louis, Missouri. Daughter of a father who came to America as a Palestinian refugee, and a born-in-America mother. “I grew up in St. Louis in a tiny house full of large music – Mahalia Jackson and Marian Anderson singing majestically on the stereo, my German-American mother fingering ‘The Lost Chord’ on the piano as golden light sank through trees, my Palestinian father trilling in Arabic in the shower each dawn.” During her teens, Shihab Nye has lived in Ramallah in Palestine, the Old City in Jerusalem, and now lives in San Antonio, Texas, where she earned her BA in English and world religions from Trinity University.

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Why We Oppose Votes for Men – a Poem from 1915

Alice Duer Miller (1874-1942) was born on July 28, 1874, in Staten Island, New York. She was an American poet, novelist, screenwriter, satirist, and feminist. The New York Tribune published a series of her wonderful satirical poems lambasting the objections to women voting, which were then published in 1915 as a book called Are Women People? Her title became a catchphrase of the women’s suffrage movement.

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TCS: Roars and Silences – A Five-Poet Week

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“Poetry is eternal graffiti written
in the heart of everyone.”

— Lawrence Ferlinghetti

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Summer – Blowing Night Through an Alto Sax

Saundra Rose Maley, American educator, poet, and writer. She teaches at Montgomery College in Maryland. Maley is the author of Solitary Apprenticeship: James Wright and German Poetry; co-editor with Anne Wright of A Wild Perfection: The Selected Letters of James Wright: co-author of The Art of the Footnote: The Intelligent Student’s Guide to the Art and Science of Annotating Texts and The Research Guide for the Digital Age: A New Handbook to Research and writing for the Serious Students. Disappearing Act is Maley’s first book of poems.

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He Tells Her that the Earth is Flat

There are a growing number of people who give the same weight to opinions as they do to facts. And some of them can’t even see any difference between them. It’s disturbing, and dangerous, but also absurd, as Wendy Cope reveals in her poem, ‘Differences of Opinion.”


Wendy Cope (July 21, 1945 – ) English poet for both adults and children, and editor; her poetry collections include Making Cocoa for Kingsley Amis, Anecdotal Evidence, Two Cures for Love, and Family Values. She has also edited several poetry anthologies.


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