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i  deliver the mail

i  suppose it’s simpler now than in the days of  the Pony Express
though i  do love horses (but, unfortunately,  i’m allergic)

it’s definitely faster to have a large bank of  boxes all in one location
so that i  don’t have to go to each and every apartment
especially when they’re spread out to hell and back
(at least they’ve always had a row of  boxes on the ground floor
in buildings with walk-up apartments)
(but have you ever considered how many keys i have to keep straight?)

i  love the streets where the homeowners are legally required
to have mailboxes on posts at the edge of  the curb
so that i don’t even have to turn off  my truck
(unless there’s a package that’s too large for the box)
(boxes get delivered by BigBrown & FedEx more often than not these days)

i  do have to get out of  my truck and walk a few feet at the McMansions,
press a button and wait till a guard shows up to take the mail through the bars
(for they certainly don’t want to open their  heavy,  electrified gates to let me in)
(the rich won’t stand for boxes on posts and they don’t have curbs or sidewalks)

high-rise office buildings are a pain in the butt
because i need a dolly to take the crates overflowing with mail
to each and every fucking suite where the receptionists want to chat
(businesses don’t tip as well at Christmas nowadays as they did pre-George W)

(i’m lucky not to have any old buildings without elevators on my route)

there is one,  and only one,  exception to all the rules
at the verging-on-decrepit house near the top of  Thorn Hill
i  walk through the archway in  the iron fence and up the steps to the veranda
where i  slip the mail through the old brass slot in the door
…..usually addressed to “resident”  or  “occupant”
(because i simply can’t bear the thought of  the loneliness and disappointment
that would surely befall the beautiful woman,
watching for me out the window from behind the antique lace curtain,
if  no mail arrived at all)

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“The Letter”    Joe Cocker

image ~ via suicideblonde  { fair use }

this is my submission to  ~

Fireblossom Friday.  Postmark:  Poetry!      at    imaginary garden with real toads
prompt:    Write a poem that includes a letter, or stamps, or a mailbox, or a mail person.

thank you for the FABulous prompt, Fireblossom!

NaPoWriMo,  or National Poetry Writing Month,  is an annual project in which participating poets attempt to write a poem a day for the month of April.  { i’ve managed at least one post a day,  but missed a couple of  days poems,  darn it! }

have you entered the

BIG POETRY GIVEAWAY?

just click  HERE  to go to the giveaway post ~  you’ll get all of  the information about what books are being given away and how to enter.
{ two books were written by Fireblossom herself! }

thanks  for  joining  in!

dani

*the giveaway closes at midnight  (12:00am)  Pacific Standard Time USA on the night of  April 30/May 1,  2014.

“The Letter”    Joe Cocker

lyrics ~

Give me a ticket for an airplane
I ain’t got time to take no fast train
Oh, the lonely days are gone..I’m coming home
Well, my baby she wrote me a letter

I don’t care how much I’ve got to spend
I will find my way back home again
Oh the lonely days are gone…I’m coming home
Well, my baby she wrote me a letter

She wrote me a letter
Said she couldn’t live without me no more
Listen to me Mister don’t you here me ravin’
For my baby once more…Anyway

I don’t care how much I’ve got to spend
I will find my way back home again
Oh the lonely days are gone…I’m coming home
My baby wrote me a letter

Well, she wrote me a letter
Said she couldn’t live without me no more
Listen to me Mister don’t you here me ravin’
For my baby once more…Anyway

Give me a ticket for an airplane
I ain’t got time to take no fast train
The lonely days are gone..I’m coming home
Well, my baby wrote me a letter

My baby wrote me a letter
My baby wrote me a letter
My baby wrote me a letter
My baby wrote me a letter

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encore presentation: poetry forms ~ (inter)national poetry month April 2014

(inter)national poetry month
April 2014

encore  presentation

poetry  forms

etheree,  senryū,   haiga,  tanka,  haibun,  gogyohka,  pantoum,  cinquain,  rondeau,  sestina,  triolet,  villanelle,  concrete,  free style,  shape poetry

these are all poetry forms which i  had never heard of  less than five years ago.  i have not mastered any of  them and  i  am positive that  i  know next to nothing about poetry forms, especially those with meter??? ….um,  feet???   i  have learned what i do know about poetry form from  One Stop Poetry  { unfortunately, no longer an active site. }  and  dVerse ~ Poets Pub  { click  HERE  for their  FormForAll archives. }  one woman has been behind these features at both sites  ~ Gay Reiser Cannon   { @beachanny }  ~   and i am deeply indebted to her.  i also have been introduced to many forms by two very generous poets,  Becca Givens,   at her blog  On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea  and Victoria Ceretto-Slotto,  at her blog  liv2write2day’s Blog.   imaginary garden with real toads  has a poetry form feature ~  click  HERE  to see their format challenge archives.  CREATIVE BLOOMINGS  { formerly  POETIC BLOOMINGS }  is the site where i first heard of  the  etheree  { also at dVerse ~ Poets Pub }  and  Walt Wojtanik has compiled a file with approximately 300 poetry forms that he is willing to share ~  click  HERE  to find out how to request a copy.

when researching a poetry form, i  usually consult  wikipedia  first because their articles include links to words and terms which one may not be familiar with  { ie:  metonymy }  and poets, such as  Rumi.   POETS.org  has a page listing poetry forms  { click  HERE }  with links to a broader explanation of  each one, as  does  The Teacher’s Guide  { click  HERE  }.

here are very brief  descriptions of  several types of  poetry forms ~  CLICK  on the form name to learn more:

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haikū

probably the best known form of  poetry,  there are actually two types of  haikū ~ traditional and modern.

traditional haikū is a very short form of Japanese poetry  typically characterised by three qualities:

  • it consists of  three lines with a syllable count of  5/7/5
  • it always has a seasonal reference, either by name or association
  • the essence of haiku is “cutting”  which is often represented by the juxtaposition of two images or ideas with a cutting word between them

modern haikū is generally three lines, but the syllable count may vary from the 5/7/5  and it does not necessarily adhere to the traditional haikū requirements,  such as the seasonal reference.

by the way,  the plural of  haikū  is  haikū.

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senryū

senryū is very similar to haikū,  with three lines of  5/7/5  syllables.  { syllable count may vary in modern senryū }  Senryū  tend to be about human foibles while haikū are about nature,  and senryū are often cynical or darkly humorous while haikū are more serious.  unlike haikū,  senryū do not include a cutting word, and do not generally include a season word.

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haiga

originally haiga were formed by writing haikū upon a painting.  today’s haiga are generally haikū or senryū written upon a photograph, with the writing most often created on a computer.

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haibun

loosely stated,  a haibun is  prose  { of  non-specific length }  ending with a haikū  which may have a direct or subtle relationship with the prose portion of  the haibun.  traditional  haibun have additional requirements;  modern haibun also allow senryū  instead of  haikū  to end the piece.

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tanka

traditionally,  the purpose of tanka was to convey a message  to a lover;  today the standard form is a five-line verse with a syllable count of  5/7/5/7/7  { in modern tanka,  syllable count may vary }  without meter or rhyme.

a tanka is not one poem, but a combination of two poems.   the first three lines are the upper poem and the last two lines of 7-7 are the lower poem.  they are joined by that middle pivot line which is a bridge between the two main poems and should be part of the upper verse and the lower verse.   both poems should be able to stand on its own.

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gogyohka

gogyohka is five lines of free verse on any subject matter with no set syllable pattern,  but the poem should be short and succinct.  the goal is to compellingly capture an idea,  observation,  feeling,  memory  or experience in just a few words.

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cinquain

cinquain is a five-line poem with many  variations,  the most common being the Crapsey cinquain  { created by Adelaide Crapsey }  with a syllable count of  2/4/6/8/2  and rhyme or meter are not required.  there are reverse cinquains,  mirror cinquains,  envelope cinquains…   the variations go on.

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shadorma

a shadorma is a 6-line poem (sestet) of Spanish descent with no set rhyme scheme and a syllabic poem with the following structure: 3/5/3/3/7/5  and it can have many stanzas so long as they follow the syllable count.

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etheree

the etheree was created by a poet from Arkansas,  Etheree Taylor Armstrong.  the etheree is a ten-lined poem written with a specific syllable (or word) count of  1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10  totalling 55 syllables or words,  and is normally  unmetered and unrhymed.  the poem may be reversed  10/9/8/7/6/5/4/3/2/1  or  mirrored by writing an etheree and then a reverse-etheree.

Line 1 – 1 syllable
Line 2 – 2 syllables
Line 3 – 3 syllables
Line 4 – 4 syllables
Line 5 – 5 syllabels
Line 6 – 6 syllables
Line 7 – 7 syllables
Line 8 – 8 syllables
Line 9 – 9 syllables
Line 10 – 10 syllables

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resources for learning about poetry form:

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have you entered the

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just click  HERE  to go to the giveaway post ~  you’ll get all of  the information about what books are being given away and how to enter.

thanks  for  joining  in!

dani

*the giveaway closes at midnight  (12:00am)  Pacific Standard Time USA on the night of  April 30/May 1,  2014.

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divine poems ~ classical poetry (inter)national poetry month April 2014

(inter)national poetry month
April 2014

encore  presentation

2012  featured poets
at my heart’s love songs

Divine Poems
by classic poets

i thought i might include a post of  classical poetry  by famous poets of  the past,  though i must admit that i much prefer  “modern”  poetry…  with the exception of  the final poem,  which is my favorite of  all poems.

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No Man is an Island

John Donne
1624

No man is an island entire of  itself;
every man is a piece of  the continent, a part of  the main;
if  a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less,
as well as if  a promontory were,
as well as a manor of  thy friends or of  thine own were;
any man’s death diminishes me,  because I am involved in mankind.
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
it tolls for thee.

this is actually just a portion of  a longer piece by John Donne  “Devotions upon Emergent Occasions”  which is a series of reflections that were written as Donne recovered from a serious illness.  the work consists of twenty-three parts  (‘devotions’) describing each stage of the sickness.  each part is further divided into a Meditation,  an Expostulation,  and a Prayer.  this piece is  Meditation XVII,  perhaps the best-known part of the work and forms part of Devotion XVII.

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“I want” — it pleaded — All its life

Emily Dickinson

“I want” — it pleaded — All its life —
I want — was chief  it said
When Skill entreated it — the last —
And when so newly dead —

I could not deem it late — to hear
That single — steadfast sigh —
The lips had placed as with a “Please”
Toward Eternity —      

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Bright Star

John Keats

Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art –
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors –
No — yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever — or else swoon to death.

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A Woman’s Shortcomings

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

She has laughed as softly as if she sighed,
She has counted six, and over,
Of a purse well filled, and a heart well tried -
Oh, each a worthy lover!
They “give her time”;  for her soul must slip
Where the world has set the grooving;
She will lie to none with her fair red lip:
But love seeks truer loving.

She trembles her fan in a sweetness dumb,
As her thoughts were beyond recalling;
With a glance for one, and a glance for some,
From her eyelids rising and falling;
Speaks common words with a blushful air,
Hears bold words, unreproving;
But her silence says – what she never will swear -
And love seeks better loving.

Go, lady! lean to the night-guitar,
And drop a smile to the bringer;
Then smile as sweetly, when he is far,
At the voice of an in-door singer.
Bask tenderly beneath tender eyes;
Glance lightly, on their removing;
And join new vows to old perjuries -
But dare not call it loving!

Unless you can think, when the song is done,
No other is soft in the rhythm;
Unless you can feel, when left by One,
That all men else go with him;
Unless you can know, when unpraised by his breath,
That your beauty itself wants proving;
Unless you can swear “For life, for death!” -
Oh, fear to call it loving!

Unless you can muse in a crowd all day
On the absent face that fixed you;
Unless you can love, as the angels may,
With the breadth of heaven betwixt you;
Unless you can dream that his faith is fast,
Through behoving and unbehoving;
Unless you can die when the dream is past -
Oh, never call it loving!

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Come, Walk With Me

Emily Brontë

Come, walk with me,
There’s only thee
To bless my spirit now -
We used to love on winter nights
To wander through the snow;
Can we not woo back old delights?
The clouds rush dark and wild
They fleck with shade our mountain heights
The same as long ago
And on the horizon rest at last
In looming masses piled;
While moonbeams flash and fly so fast
We scarce can say they smiled -

Come walk with me, come walk with me;
We were not once so few
But Death has stolen our company
As sunshine steals the dew -
He took them one by one and we
Are left the only two;
So closer would my feelings twine
Because they have no stay but thine -

‘Nay call me not – it may not be
Is human love so true?
Can Friendship’s flower droop on for years
And then revive anew?
No, though the soil be wet with tears,
How fair soe’er it grew
The vital sap once perished
Will never flow again
And surer than that dwelling dread,
The narrow dungeon of the dead
Time parts the hearts of men -’

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this is my favorite poem of  all time ~

First Fig

Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916

My candle burns at both ends;

It will not last the night;

But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends -

It gives a lovely light!

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   { 2012 featured poets encore presentation }

{ all of  the above works are in the public domain }

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BIG POETRY GIVEAWAY (inter)National Poetry Month 2014

BIG  POETRY  GIVEAWAY

(inter)National Poetry Month
April  2014

hello,  all you poetry lovin’  girls and boys out there!  have i got a treat for you?  why,  yes,  i do!  i’m participating in the fifth annual  BIG POETRY GIVEAWAY   in celebration of  (inter)National Poetry Month 2014.  the giveaway is being curated this year by  Kelli Russell Agodon, the founder of BIG POETRY GIVEAWAY,  at her blog  Book of  Kells  HERE.   i realize this is a loooong post ~ if  you’re not interested in details about the books,  you can scroll down to the rules and list of  books included in the giveaway.

what  is  the  BIG POETRY GIVEAWAY  you ask?  any blogger who wants to can join in and give away a poetry book to TWO,  count them TWO,  people ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD FOR FREE,  SHIPPING INCLUDED.  { i think they really should change the name officially to INTERnational Poetry Month given the number of  poets all over the world who participate in one way or another. }  so i get to choose the book each winner will receive.  i’ll tell you below how you can enter to win a book and how to sign up as a blogger wanting to give away two books.  right now,  let’s get to the books,  shall we?

the first book  i am going to give away is the second compilation of  poetry by three extremely talented contemporary poets,  two of  whom i know in this corner of  the online poetry community,  Kelli Simpson  aka  Mama Zen and  Joy Ann Jones  aka  hedgewitch;  and the third,  Shay Caroline Simmons  aka  Fireblossom,  who dubbed me her  ‘Sista Poet’  which i deem to be one of  the greatest honors of  my life.  i will NEVER,  EVER,  EVER  be able to write anywhere close to the level of  these three women.  their latest book is titled  “Three-Note Howl:  The Wild Hunt” and can be purchased on Amazon as a paperback  HERE.

their description is ~
“Dynamic poetry by three American women poets,  each with her own style,  but all combining to create an absolutely unique three-note howl.”

i’m buying this for you before i’ve even bought myself  a copy,  but i had the luxury of  reading many of  the poems when they were first posted to these incredibly creative women’s blogs.

you can find these truly unique and amazing poets at their poetry blogs,  which i consider to be the top three in the blogosphere ~
Shay Caroline aka Fireblossom  blogs at  ‘Shay’s Word Garden
Kelli Simson aka Mama Zen blogs her poetry at  ‘another damn poetry blog  Motherhood After Dark
Joy Ann Jones aka hedgewitch blogs at  ‘Verse Escape

the second book  i’m giving away is  “My Mad Love:  poems out in the noonday sun”  by Shay Caroline Simmons which can be purchased on Amazon in paperback  HERE.  i only got to read part of  it before my teenage granddaughter  (who is a published and national award-winning poet herself) confiscated it from me and loves it so much that she wants to keep it.  (that’s the thing about Shay’s writing ~ you want to read it again and again because you get something new out of  it each time.}  hmmm….  i’ll have to order another for myself.  what i did read was soooo good that i just have to give away a copy of  it,  too.

her description is ~
“From a hospital reserved for carnival workers, to a wannabe actress whose Siberian tiger lover teaches her assertiveness, and on through the woman arrested by the secret police because they want to know about her lover’s beautiful hair, “My Mad Love” is an utterly unique collection of story poems which are both beautiful in their language and startling in their originality.”

i can tell you that what i read was such amazing poetry that i didn’t think i would try to write ever again.  just one verse of  one poem to show you how Shay writes in such an extraordinary way it will take your breath away ~
“Farmers wanted to shoot them
for eating all the clouds after midnight
because they wanted to see the moon.”

bonus!  i’m giving away a third four more books in the Kindle e-book versions ~ i am going to give away the Kindle e-book version of  “100 Best-Loved Poems“  which is,  in their words  ~
“Popular, well-known poetry: “The Passionate Shepherd to His Love,” “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?” “Death, be not proud,” “The Raven,” “The Road Not Taken,” plus works by Wordsworth, Byron, Coleridge, Sandburg, Pound, Auden, Thomas,  and many others…”

in my opinion,  it has an absolutely wonderful variety of  poetry from poets such as  Elizabeth Barrett Browning,  William Blake,  George Gordon Byron Emily Dickinson, e. e. cummings,  Ralph Waldo Emerson,  Robert Frost,  John Keats,  Rudyard Kipling,  Edna St. Vincent Millay,  Edgar Allan Poe,  William Shakespeare,  Percy Bysshe Shelley and the list goes on.  there are sonnets and other form poetry,  and love poems,  and SHAKESPEARE,  for god’s sake!  i don’t know who determined that these are the “100 Best-Loved Poems” but i promise that not only will you find at least some poetry you enjoy,  you will learn a thing or two about writing great poetry.  i don’t believe i will ever attain the level of  excellence the poets in this book achieved.

and the Kindle e-book version of  “The Road Not Taken and Other Poems  [Illustrated]”  by Robert Frost and the Kindle e-book version of  “Leaves of  Grass  [Illustrated]”  by Walt Whitman  and  the Kindle e-book version of  “Love Poem Collection – The Greatest Love Poems and Quotes of  All Time.”

EVERYONE can get a FREE  (at least at the time of  this post)  download NOW of  the Kindle e-book version of  Edgar Allan Poe’s  “Complete Poetical Works”  on  Amazon  HERE.   Amazon.com offers  FREE  Kindle e-book versions of  dozens of  poetry books  { search  HERE }  as does Amazon.co.uk  { search  HERE. }

don’t  worry if  you don’t have a Kindle or other e-book reader.  Amazon provides FREE downloadable versions of  Kindle which work on any number of  devices from some smart phones to tablets,  laptops and desktop computers.  you can get the FREE downloads at  amazon.com  HERE   and at  amazon.co.uk  HERE.

i am ordering paperback copies of  the first two books this week  (they weren’t available in hardback)  and will receive them weeks before the winners are chosen.  i will do a giftable  (free to you) download of  the e-books on or about May 3,  2014.  here’s how it will work  ~  in order to put your imaginary hat in the proverbial ring to win one of  these books,  you must leave a comment  ON THE BOTTOM OF THIS POST.  the COMMENT BOX DOES NOT APPEAR IF YOU ARE ON THE MAIN PAGE OF THE BLOG.  THE EASIEST WAY TO GET TO THE PROPER COMMENT BOX IS TO CLICK ON THE TITLE OF THE POST  “BIG POETRY GIVEAWAY”,  GIVE IT A FEW SECONDS TO RELOAD ONLY THIS POST,  THEN SCROLL  AAALLLLLLLLL  THE WAY DOWN TO THE BOTTOM OF THIS POST where you will find the comment box.

as the blog author,  i approve all comments BEFORE they are published so you will NOT see your comment until i have an opportunity to approve it.  i will try to get to them all on the day they are submitted, but some may take longer before they appear.  if  you don’t see your comment within a week,   and definitely no later than April 30th,  please email me at myheartslovesongs@gmail.com.  i will also be checking my spam folder to make certain no one’s comment gets mis-identified as spam.

there are several options for signing in to leave a comment.  whether you sign in with WordPress,  Twitter,  Facebook,  or  just your email address and first name,  FOR YOUR ENTRY TO QUALIFY,  THERE MUST BE AN EMAIL ADDRESS AND FIRST NAME (NOT A BLOG NAME or USER NAME).  IF THE FORMAT YOU USE TO SIGN IN,  FOR INSTANCE TWITTER,  DOES NOT PROVIDE YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS AND REAL FIRST NAME  (NOT YOUR TWITTER USER NAME)  THEN YOU WILL HAVE TO LEAVE A COMMENT  AND  SEND ME AN EMAIL.  you MUST leave your first name IN your comment and say that you will email me YOUR email address.  { i do NOT recommend leaving your email address in a public comment.} 

send the email as follows:

TO:  myheartslovesongs@gmail.com

SUBJECT:   BIG POETRY GIVEAWAY

MESSAGE IN THE BODY OF THE EMAIL:   tell me at least your first name and your email address.  that’s all there is to it.

SO HERE ARE THE RULES:

if there is not a first name and email address either in the comment or an email,  that entry will be disqualified.

if i receive an email from someone who did NOT leave a comment on this post,  that entry will be disqualified.

ONLY ONE ENTRY IS ALLOWED PER PERSON.  duplicate entries will be deleted.

YOU MAY ENTER WHETHER OR NOT YOU HAVE A BLOG ~ all i need is your (real) first name and email address.

the giveaway closes at midnight  (12:00am)  Pacific Standard Time USA on the night of  April 30/May 1,  2014.

this giveaway is open to everyone living anywhere in the world so long as you have an email address!

the FIRST WEEK OF MAY 2014,  i will put all the email addresses in a bowl,  close my eyes,  stir them around and then randomly select two  SIX winners.  the one i select first will receive the paperback copy of  “Three-Note Howl:  The Wild Hunt“,  the one i select second will receive the paperback copy of  “My Mad Love:  poems out in the noonday sun.”   i will be contacting the winners by email at which time you will have to be willing to provide me with your full name and your shipping address.  the third,  fourth,  fifth,  and sixth winners will receive an e-book download  of  “100 Best-Loved Poems”  or  “The Road Not Taken and Other Poems  [Illustrated]”  by Robert Frost  or  “Leaves of  Grass  [Illustrated]”  by Walt Whitman   or   “Love Poem Collection – The Greatest Love Poems and Quotes of  All Time”  which will be sent to your email address on or about May 3,  2014.   i will notify all winners in advance by email.  The authors of  these books are in no way sponsoring or involved in the giveaway;  and the purchase of  the books and postage will be paid by me.  EACH WINNER RECEIVES ONE BOOK OF MY CHOICE ONLY.

UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES WILL ANY EMAIL ADDRESS OR PERSONAL INFORMATION BE MADE PUBLIC BY ME.

there will be an updated blog list at  Book of  Kells  HERE  for those of  you who would like to enter for more chances to win a book.  each blogger will be selecting the books they want to give away and each blog will have its own requirements.  check it out at least through April 5th for additional bloggers you can visit to enter for their giveaway.

if  you are a blogger who would like to participate by giving away two poetry books,  please go to Book of  Kells  HERE  to get the instructions.  YOU MUST HAVE A COMPLETED POST ABOUT THE GIVEAWAY (INCLUDING WHICH BOOKS YOU HAVE CHOSEN) PUBLISHED AND INCLUDE THE INFORMATION WITH A LINK TO YOUR POST, YOUR FULL NAME, AND BLOG NAME   IN A COMMENT TO KELLI ON HER POST THERE  BY APRIL 5, 2014THERE ARE ADDITIONAL REQUIREMENTS AND INSTRUCTIONS IN HER POST.

please feel free to email me with any questions at  myheartslovesongs@gmail.com,  though i tried to provide all of  the information you will need in this post so if  you jumped over the main part and only read the rules,  you may find the answer you’re looking for if  you go back and read everything.

i hope you’ll leave a comment for the giveaway!  good luck!

happy spring!

dani

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artwork ~    “Alone”    Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec
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day 1 prompt:   Go to Reb Livingston’s Bibliomancy Oracle. Clear your mind,  push the button,  and then write a poem based on the quotation that the oracle provides.
“Space is made to be invaded”    from   “Strangers Freezers” by Kevin Sampsell

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NaPoWriMo,  or National Poetry Writing Month,  is an annual project in which participating poets attempt to write a poem a day for the month of April.

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