Thursday, April 11, 2019

Playing With Poetry

It's National Poetry Month and I am taking every opportunity to #thinkpoetry. Come and take a peek at what I have been delving into this week. 

The week started off with an amazing combo chat between #WonderChat and #NYED Chat. Sylvia Vardell and Janet Wong were our esteemed poets/publishers/co-hosts. Their publicity flyer, questions, and ability to respond to attendees were commendable. I thank not only Sylvia and Janet but our Poetry Friday members who engaged in the chat. I am planning on writing a separate post about this awesome night of committed and passionate voices rising to #thinkpoetry. 
Created by Sylvia Vardell-shown at the comboTwitter chat
When I read about Mary Lee Hahn's plan to spend the month PLAYING WITH POETRY at her blog, A Year of Reading, I decided to dip into my bag of paint chip samples and play along. After all, I had created an activity for teachers to create their own paint chip poetry exercises, so I set out to do the same. I dipped into my bag of samples and chose seven titles.
Splash Of Teal, Solemn Silence, Garden Vista, Cotton Sheets, Clear Sailing, Faded Denim, Winds Breath, were interesting choices for me to play with and create a poem, a Buncee, and a Lumen 5 video.
Garden Vista

Wind's breath
rustling through
faded cotton sheets,
a splash of teal,
clear sailing
solemn
silence.
©CV, 2019

Creating a Buncee, a creation and presentation tool for students and educators is always a fun prospect. I added a background, a clothesline, and my poem to make my the Buncee more visually attractive. 


Next, I created a Lumen 5 video, a fluid approach to blending poetry with media.



Now, after the 2nd poetry chat of the week at #ILAChat, I am off to connect with my Poetry Friday friends at Irene Latham's blog site, where she continues with her own National Poetry Month project, ARTSPEAK: Happy! series. 



Playing with poetry is a delightful experience that allows me to try out different creative moves that are pure fun. Meet me on Instagram, FaceBook, and Twitter to  #playwithpoetryNPM) and #thinkpoetry.  

24 comments:

  1. So much creativity, Carol, and each bringing out different things. (I especially love the washing in your buncee.) Poetry is a gift that keeps on giving! :) Thank-you for sharing your painted poem.

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    1. What a neat thought, Kat, a painted poem. I think I will use that thought. Love our poetry connection from afar.

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  2. Who knew that the lovely colors of a paint chip could bring such beautifully painted words of poetry.

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    1. I shared Paint chip Poetry with teachers I work with. It is so much fun moving cards around to create a poem-Just one of the Creativity inspiring strategies...

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  3. A splash of teal! Lovely! Thank you for sharing your gifts with us, Carol. xo

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    1. I did like the paint chip card, Splash of Teal, and loved finding a place for it in my poem, Irene. Thanks for commenting on that particular paint chip wording.

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  4. You create so much beauty, Carol! That 'wind's breath' through the 'faded cotton sheets' brings memories back. I'm happy you're having fun with those paint chips!

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    1. This poem was based on one of my Nonnie memories, Linda. It just so happened that the paint chip samples brought back the fresh smell of laundry on the outdoor clothesline. Have a great day.

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  5. Your poem is lovely and I especially appreciate how the music in your video accentuates the calm of your words.

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    1. Cheriee, it is interesting that you noted the music in the video. I listened to many options before I chose the one I did.

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  6. What creativity--all from a stack of paint chips and word play and those visuals. I'm always inspired by how you bring it all together.

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    1. Kay, it is so good to hear from you again. Thank you for dropping by and commenting. I have been thinking about our swap on railroad poetry again. Perhaps, you will play along with me creating paint chip poems.

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  7. I love your playful "Garden Vista" poem Carol, it "rustles through" the air as the sheets sail on… What a fanciful image and moving video, Brava for all!

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    1. Thanks, Michelle. I remember my summer days as a very little girl helping my Nonnie as she hung the wet clothes on the clothesline. The sheets made such a special noise as they flapped in the breeze. Hence, the idea of clear sailing came into my mind as I was composing my poem. You got the image!

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  8. Mmm... those clean cotton sheets, soft I'm sure from so much use and care. Thank you for sharing these gems you picked out and arranged into poetry. Also, as Cheriee mentioned, I love that soothing guitar music in the video!

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    1. Robyn, thank you for joining me here. I enjoyed playing with poetry and crafting a variety of adaptations of my poem.

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  9. Oh, your play looks so fun. And, the buncee is perfect. Finally, its spring and we can play with words outdoors. My favorite! Wonderful post, Carol. I look forward to your separate post.

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    1. Linda, yes it is spring but where is the sun to play in? I hope Virginia's air is perfumed by the cherry blossoms. I wanted to speak with you about VA. Can you please send me your mobile phone number?

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  10. How fun that you used three tech tools for your poem!

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    1. I did enjoy playing with poetry, Mary Lee. When I went out to my paint store on an errand, I picked up more paint chips to play with.

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  11. You have been busy! How clever to present this poem in three different ways. I've been amazed by how paint names can evoke memories or interesting combinations. You've woven those you selected into a seamless and delightful poem. Thanks for sharing!

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    1. It is fun to try to piece together paint chip titles to create new poetic thoughts for sure, Molly. I'm glad that I joined in the fun.

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  12. When I came to "faded cotton sheets," I had a flashback to my childhood and sheets hanging on the clotheslines billowing in the wind. Only they weren't faded, they were bleached whiter than white by the sun...and bleach, I'm sure. Love your variety of presentation.

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    1. Thanks for sharing your memory, Alice, and stopping by.

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