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Purple Rain

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He painted the rain purple
and let us laugh and bath in it.

RIP, Prince.

 

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Written by Solveig Hansen

April 22, 2016 at 10:21 am

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Fairy tale

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Day 21, and I am inspired by the NaPoWriMo prompt: Write a poem in the voice of a minor character from a fairy tale or myth.

 
fairy tale

no matter how many times you kiss them, frogs are just frogs,
or so she used to think once upon a time,
the former frog legs seller who went frog hunting
and found herself standing with an one-legged prince in her hand

 
(c) Zol H, 2016

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Written by Solveig Hansen

April 21, 2016 at 9:53 pm

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A giant leap

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Day 18, and NaPoWriMo says: “Write a poem that incorporates ‘the sound of home.’ Think back to your childhood, and the figures of speech and particular ways of talking that the people around you used, and which you may not hear anymore.” I chose to write about the moment I cracked the reading code.

 
A GIANT LEAP

Some moments in life are more pivotal than others. One is when we take our first steps and stand proudly on our own two feet, ready to conquer the world. Another is when we learn to read. I was five when I finally figured out what the words in the books said. I remember how frustrated I had been because I knew all the letters, but I couldn’t combine them into words.

     Then poof,
     the door flung open,
     letters formed into words,
     words formed into stories

     Letter-word-story
     a mighty trinity

You know how it is when the fog lifts and you suddenly see the vast landscape around you, or when you draw back the curtains in the morning to have a first look over a new city… that’s how I felt. It was a life-changing moment. I became literate from one second to the next, literally.

     One instant just an earthly child,
     the next an explorer
     in the new world that opened up before me

     I know exactly what Neil A. must have felt
     the moment he put his foot on the lunar surface

     A giant leap. Nothing less.

 
The first thing I read was a Donald Duck magazine. I lay flat on my back.

 
Some hard facts
According to an UNESCO study, the number of children and adolescents who are out of school is on the rise, and grew to 124 million in 2013. 1 in 11 children is out of school, totaling 59 million children. 24 million children will never enter a classroom.

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Written by Solveig Hansen

April 18, 2016 at 11:39 pm

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Rendezvous

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Day 16. Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt was to fill out an “Almanac Questionnaire” with details about a specific place. 23 categories, ranging from weather and flora to an alley to the view from your window. I did not do it, but it gave me a big city feeling. And why not after dark…

 
RENDEZVOUS

After dark,
when the sleepless and the restless
are drawn to the back street joints,
I know he’ll be there

I put on a black hat
and ruby-red lipstick
and go to him

 
(c) Zol H, 2016

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Written by Solveig Hansen

April 17, 2016 at 1:07 am

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Morning Twilight

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Day 15 at NaPoWriMo. Today’s theme: Doubles, because we are halfway through April and our poetry marathon. Doubles can be a poem written in couplets. It can be the theme of the poem, for example mirrors or twins, or it can be things that come in pairs. Night & day and light & dark are couples, so morning twilight it is. The early morning hours, when dreams mix with reality and you are neither asleep nor awake, is a fascinating time.

 
MORNING TWILIGHT

Time and timelessness,
shadows and substance,
          at the same time not

A foreboding eeriness that

seduces you,
captures you,
holds you

one instant and an eternity

somewhere between the
          light and half-light

before day breaks

 
(c) Zol H, 2016

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Written by Solveig Hansen

April 15, 2016 at 6:27 pm

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It’s a long way to Tipperary

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Day 13 at NaPoWriMo: Write a poem inspired by fortune cookies. I wrote some thoughts that could be translated into a poem:

 
IT’S A LONG WAY TO TIPPERARY

When a fortune cookie informs you that it’s a long way to Tipperary, you might let out a Jeez. It’s not like you expect to find a clue to the next step hidden inside the cookie when you are desperately or secretly waiting for a new avenue to reveal itself, but Tipperary? Come on. Right? Giant steps, on the other hand, predict me giant steps that I will soon take, with Aha! moments of light bulb magnitude waiting around the corner.

Occasionally, a fortune cookie might remind you that one step forward is better than one step back, and notify you ever so kindly that you are headed the wrong way or the right way, the one to Tipperary. Which is a small town in Ireland, by the way. The long road to Tipperary is the road home. We like to hear that, and that is one reason why you will open a cookie next time as well. Just in case.

Or, you may just learn from the fortune cookie that definately is spelled definitely. Also good to know.

 
(c) Zol H, 2016

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Written by Solveig Hansen

April 13, 2016 at 11:38 pm

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Had I

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Day 12. Today’s NaPoWriMo challenge is to write an index poem, inspired by the index of a book. The lines below are the first lines of poems listed at Public Domain Poetry.

 
HAD I

Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths
Had I the grace to win the grace
Had I an artist’s pencil, I might sketch
Had I God’s leave, how I would alter things!

Then did I live when I did see

 
Zol H, 2016

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Written by Solveig Hansen

April 13, 2016 at 2:39 am

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