Poetry Friday: A Glimpse

The image doesn’t really have much to do with my cherita, except for the unreadable but definitely not antagonistic silent stare that passed from those four-leggeds to this two-legged in the early morning light earlier this week.

March. It does what its name says. Here we are, all of a sudden, a week away from National Poetry Month Eve, from Progressive Poem Eve, from the Poetry Friday roundup right here. Have I nailed down my NPM project? No. Have I written the first line of the Progressive Poem? Maybe. Is the roundup post ready? Let’s not get too far ahead of ourselves.

Let’s take a deep breath and see what everyone else has to offer this week. Rose has the first Poetry Friday Roundup of spring at Imagine the Possibilities. Next week will take care of itself, all in good time.

20 thoughts on “Poetry Friday: A Glimpse”

  1. Mary Lee, I once encountered two deer in the woods when I was alone on the nature trail by my daughters’ home. I had to admit that I was scared to find the animals in broad daylight. When telling my tale, my daughter said but the deer don’t bother with humans. I was not so sure about that. Thanks for your cherita and reminding me to get ready for NPM.

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  2. Can’t believe how fast March flew by. I’m imagining deer hooves clattering on the pavement. I don’t think I’ve ever heard that sound despite all the deer I’ve seen in my time.

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  3. Mary Lee, I first thought your poem was going to be about Santa’s reindeer. I love that you saw them on the street. Surprising and fun cherita.

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  4. You said it! April is planting season, earth month, poetry month… this week before it begins I always feel like I’m holding my breath. Hope the chaos is lovely for you this year!

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  5. I’ve looked just like that deer–too many times this week! Ha. Poetry Month project? I think I have one and then…it seems silly and I keep thinking. I just need to pick one.

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  6. So much going on, love that you showed us a moment we wouldn’t have had otherwise. Yes, tomorrow is another day. Happy weekend!

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  7. The deer… yes… at least yours looked you in the eye. My back yard just holds evidence of their visits. March will happen. All in good time, just as you say. Thanks for your clattering cherita.

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  8. This morning I thought the “dog-sitter” next door had a new dog, but it was young deer *inside* the deer fence trying to get back out! Whoops! (And now that you’re thinking about your poetry projects, the answers will come – it always does.)

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  9. All in good time, indeed. I love the way you captured the fleeting moment of connection with deer that we’ve all had/felt.

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  10. Deer and pavement just don’t feel like they belong together. Yet, you worked some poetic magic, and they do! Also, I don’t know how the dreaded long month of March is almost over already. I’m not quite ready for all that April is bringing my way.

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  11. I just love this form – I am kind of glad to see you wrestle with it for NPM, because I can see MORE of it — It seems like it might be another of those “deceptively simple” forms, and I’d love to see what you do with it!

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