Good Morning!
Authors
Recent Comments
TCS: Will You, Won’t You, Will You, Won’t You Join the Dance?
There are many things you can lie your
Everything that needs to be said has
TCS: The Tenderness Has Run Out. Everything Falters.
Good Morning!
______________________________
“Nobody has ever measured, even
poets, how much a heart can hold.”
— Zelda Fitzgerald
________________
“Read poems to yourself in the middle of the night.
Turn on a single lamp and read them while you’re alone
in an otherwise dark room or while someone else sleeps
next to you. Read them when you’re wide awake in the early
morning, fully alert. Say them over to yourself in a place
where silence reigns and the din of the culture — the constant
buzzing noise that surrounds us — has momentarily stopped.
These poems have come from a great distance to find you.”
― Edward Hirsch, poet and author of How to
Read a Poem and Fall in Love with Poetry
Posted in Poetry, The Coffee Shop
Tagged Poets born in January, TCS, The Tenderness Has Run Out. Everything Falters.
Comments Off on TCS: The Tenderness Has Run Out. Everything Falters.
TCS: The Terror of the Truth of Things
Good Morning!
______________________________
“It’s no wonder that truth is stranger than
fiction. Fiction has to make sense.”
— Mark Twain
________________
“Seldom, very seldom, does complete
truth belong to any human disclosure;
seldom can it happen that something is
not a little disguised or a little mistaken.”
― Jane Austen, Emma
Posted in Poetry, The Coffee Shop
Tagged Poets born in January, TCS, The Terror of the Truth of Things
Comments Off on TCS: The Terror of the Truth of Things
TCS: The Phœnix Liberty, Bright As the Sun and Unabashed
Good Morning!
______________________________
“I drop the dying year behind me like a shawl and let it fall.”
— Carol Ann Duffy
________________
New Year’s Resolution:
To tolerate fools more gladly,
provided this does not encourage
them to take up more of my time.
— James Agate
Posted in Poetry, The Coffee Shop
Tagged NewYears Eve Poets, Poets born in January, TCS
Comments Off on TCS: The Phœnix Liberty, Bright As the Sun and Unabashed
TCS: The Road of Change Is Before You Always
Good Morning!
______________________________
“Winter is a season of recovery and preparation.”
— Paul Theroux
________________
Another Kind of Christmas
by Nona Blyth Cloud
A bright parched sky over cold cracked earth
Our north wind stole the last tear from air’s face
Abandoning a static-crackling still life in its wake
Lights cover house fronts and the dead lawns
Illumine green trees aglitter from some other world
Where snow rides their wind down to a sleeping earth
Dreaming of a spring which will have teased this sea-desert
Long before its welcome home among the tall green trees ―
Our spring of tiny blue butterflies disappearing from the dunes
Too many Christmas songs buried in snow’s white dazzle
Which never fell from some other world on Bethlehem
From a bright parched sky over cold cracked earth
© 2015 by Nona Blyth Cloud
Posted in Poetry, The Coffee Shop
Tagged Poets born in December, TCS, The Road of Change Is Before You Always
Comments Off on TCS: The Road of Change Is Before You Always
TCS: The Joy That You Give to Others
Good Morning!
______________________________
“… astonish a mean world with your acts of kindness.”
― Maya Angelou
________________
What wisdom can you find that
is greater than kindness?
– Jean-Jacques Rousseau,
Swiss-born philosopher
and political theorist
Posted in Poetry, The Coffee Shop
Tagged Poets born in December, TCS, The Joy That You Give to Others
1 Comment
TCS: The Songs That Tell Our Inmost Hopes
Good Morning!
______________________________
“Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.”
― William Wordsworth
________________
“Poetry is boned with ideas, nerved and
blooded with emotions, all held together
by the delicate, tough skin of words.”
― Paul Engle, American poet and
Iowa Writers’ Workshop director
Posted in Poetry, The Coffee Shop
Tagged Poets born in December, TCS, The Songs That Tell Our Inmost Hopes
Comments Off on TCS: The Songs That Tell Our Inmost Hopes
TCS: It Has an Inner Light … and Changes Us
Good Morning!
______________________________
“There is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in.”
― Leonard Cohen
________________
“It is the responsibility, yet the individual choice,
of each of us to use the light we have to dispel
the work of darkness, because if we do not,
then the power of falsehood rises.”
— John Lewis, Across That Bridge
Posted in Poetry, The Coffee Shop
Tagged It Has an Inner Light … and Changes Us, Poets born in December, TCS
Comments Off on TCS: It Has an Inner Light … and Changes Us
TCS: Are You a Visitor?
Good Morning!
______________________________
You never know what is enough unless
you know what is more than enough.
― William Blake
________________
“A poem once read is the first note of a symphony, a
toe dipped in the water, the first mouthful after a fast ―
necessary experiences all, with joys of their own, but
still preludes. A poem comes into being by means of
our repeated encounters with it, and each of these
encounters must stay slow. It is hard to stay slow
enough to keep pace with a poem.”
─ Heather Cass White, Books Promiscuously Read
Posted in Poetry, The Coffee Shop
Tagged Are You a Visitor?, Poets born in December, Poets Born In November, TCS
Comments Off on TCS: Are You a Visitor?
TCS: When the Wolves Come
Good Morning!
______________________________
We must endure our thoughts all night, until the
bright obvious stands motionless in the cold …
– Wallace Stevens,
Pulitzer Prize- winning poet
________________
If we but give it time, a work of art
‘can rap and knock and enter our souls’
and re-align us – all our molecules –
to make us whole again.
– P. K. Page, Canadian poet and painter
Posted in Poetry, The Coffee Shop
Tagged Poetry, Poets Born In November, TCS, When the Wolves Come
Comments Off on TCS: When the Wolves Come
Nicole Plyler Fisk
Gene Howington
FFS Guest Blogger
Joy of Fishes
Chuck Stanley
shortfinals
Terry Welshans
ann li-summers
wordcloud9
Flowers For Socrates 