Gone one block for medicine for
me,
hasn’t returned after 3 hours.
Ice under snow,
I pray.
Pray? I have no one to pray to.
But I want
someone, something to hear.
I never needed medicine that
bad.
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All posts for the month January, 2019
A Good Way to Start the Day
Published January 24, 2019 by Nan MykelGo here and read this poem on the Poetry Foundation blog: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/53599/snowshoe-to-otter-creek
Snowshoe to Otter Creek
As One of You Observed: Yes I do long for a Group
Published January 23, 2019 by Nan MykelMy current posting on facebook:
What’s happened to Face Book? Unexplained (to me) Changes
New fiends (Freudian error, I promise) have unexpectedly been added. I’m not agin’ them, I just don’t know them. Yet. Looks like I will soon, tho.
I sat down to tap out the announcement that I’m contemplating starting a new group. It will begin the Sunday during
I wonder if…
which the first person joins. Don’t call me, please. I prefer e-mails, I even answer them. I’m deaf and tongue-tied on the phone, as many marketers will vouch. Re the envisioned weekly group, tentatively known as the confidential Women’s Poetry Support Group:
Membership initially limited from 2 to 12 females by birth or choice. Time one hour with freedom always to go longer. Revolving leadership after group has solidified. Members will either bring a poem they have currently or formerly authored which either expresses or elicits feelings. Ideally members would provide readable copies of their poem so members can read and listen at the same time. Group will begin with each member stating how they are feeling at the moment, and the immediate antecedents. Goal is growth rather than fixing, like the spirit of the former women’s consciousness raising groups. Rudeness, aggression, hostility, put-downs or non-acceptance will be greeted with the banging of metal on metal (spoons battering pans).
Preference will be given to those not currently in another poetry group. The group will not aim to siphon off other poetry group’s members. I hope to meet in my apartment Sunday nights at 7 pm; parking across the street at the credit union.
Obviously there will be no videotaping of meetings. nmykel@gmail.com
Sonnet V – The Wreck
Published January 23, 2019 by Nan Mykel“enough to distort the frown
of the one who bent closer, who looked in-
to the fog of time, morphing the present;”If this is enjambment, it’s delicious!
Copyright Petru J Viljoen
there’s no-one left to remember. it’s on
to seventy-five years since the Chev rolled down
the mountain. The chrome on the bumper shone
in the midday sun, enough to distort the frown
of the one who bent closer, who looked in-
to the fog of time, morphing the present;
the past a hologram; souls who have seen
who have borne witness of a quest fervent
seeking peace, forgiveness, deliverance
from a hell-fire brewed – a moonshine potent
enough to raze the years of innocence;
all memory brought to the moment.
the present a contract compact, a fevered brow
cooled – a whoosh of wind, a mercy bestowed
….
Linked to Dverse Poets
He Doesn’t Ask
Published January 23, 2019 by Nan MykelThe president of the United States doesn’t ask us to pray for those hurt by his government 
shutdown, the children separated from their mothers, victims of the NRA or his soul, but for a wall separating formerly good neighbors. He also forgets to ask us to pray for…(you fill in the blanks)…..
TIRED OF BEING PARANOID
Published January 23, 2019 by Nan MykelBecause I had punched the “Text” button I suspected Word Press of refusing to let me post a photo of Trump. I get phone calls from an unknown number on my landline and they say NANCY? In a rather intimidating manner. Either I one, hang up; two, say “Sorry she’s not here now”; three, roundup the energy to say “Who’s calling?”; once I truthfully said 
“Sorry, I’m still asleep.” Sometimes they hang up when I say “Where are you calling from?” The other day on the phone a woman talking too fast for me to process said “…..income tax….credit card….password….” I said, “WHAT did you SAY?” and she hung up.
So now I’m struggling with a doozy I’d like your opinion or research or advice on. I like and read AlterNet, but buried among the ads to the right of the screen after you open one of their stories is a very brief video clip that plays and replays without any obvious message. For months it’s been playing without any identification of what’s happening. A one point a circle flashes but you have to watch maybe several times to see it. My paranoia suspects it’s a subliminal message “they” don’t want you to consciously see. My non-paranoid self suggests it’s their way of counting something. Would you visit and look and tell me what you think or know? If it’s a subliminal message shouldn’t it be known?
I don’t believe I was paranoid prior to the current administration. I kid you not.
Peter Greene: Betsy DeVos Explains What’s the Matter with Kids Today
Published January 22, 2019 by Nan MykelOnbelievable, but I believe it. I could easily rant, but I won’t. Have a nice da.
Peter Greene doesn’t object to the fact that Betsy DeVos was born rich, married rich, and has always lived in a bubble.
But he was taken aback by her conclusion that kids today live sheltered lives. They don’t know anything about entrepreneurship and hard knocks (like she does?).
They lack grit and character because they are sheltered. Like she was?
Did I mention that a quarter of the children in the U.S. live in poverty, and half of them qualify for free or reduced lunch, the federal standard for poverty/low-income. In some cities, like Cleveland, every child is poor, by federal standards. They don’t seem to live the sheltered life, do they?
Tree Library
Published January 21, 2019 by Nan MykelVisit Open Culture for the story behind this Tree Library. https://www.google.com/search?q=open+culture&oq=Open+Culture&aqs=chrome.0.0l3j69i61j0l2.26941j0j8&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8
Horribly Fascinating
Published January 21, 2019 by Nan MykelWhile doing a little family research I came upon the book, especially interesting because no one yet suspected the mosquito-based cause of the disease:
“A History of the Yellow Fever: The Yellow Fever Epidemic of 1878, in Memphis” …
By John McLead Keating
A Line from Mary Oliver’s Obituary
Published January 19, 2019 by Nan Mykel
Poems often came to her on these walks, and she prepared for this eventuality by secreting pencils in the woods near her home.
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