put me in a jar and leave me for days
I do not care if there is food or water
But a light is important said Molly Hays
There must be a stack of books
and a light for reading in the dark.
It could be rather fun, a kind of reader’s lark.
Come
Sit,
Spend time
Taking good care
Of the friends you have,
Holding space for memories of books.
Come hither and read your favorite books together,
Enter the library of ideas
Following your heart,
Allowing stillness
And
Delve.
A sultry maiden moon watches
hours of leisurely reading illustrious literary works
dreams of fiction become possibilities
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
P=Perhaps we should have.
E=Ears for hearing, so listen more.
R=Reading time for a good poem to start each day.
H=Heart, show love along our way.
A=Applause for others and say thank you.
P=Praise as we are blessed.
S=Smiles to give away and make someone's day.
Poem 3
Illusion of Practical Thinking
Some fake intellectuals are mocking books by saying that books won't help practical life,
But on the other hand they're decreasing their brain's capacity by social media,
Practical Thinking is not bad but it's an illusion that social media and video games create practical Thinking,
On the reverse they blunt the sharpness of brain,
And make our lives worst,
Those who don't believe can compare their brain's efficiency after reading books and after scrolling social media themselves.
Poem 3
Illusion of Practical Thinking
Some fake intellectuals are mocking books by saying that books won't help practical life,
But on the other hand they're decreasing their brain's capacity by social media,
Practical Thinking is not bad but it's an illusion that social media and video games create practical Thinking,
On the reverse they blunt the sharpness of brain,
And make our lives worst,
Those who don't believe can compare their brain's efficiency after reading books and after scrolling social media themselves.
Reading is good and easy
As is loving a pet
Without a noisy jet
Or even Picking a ripe tomato
Deciding what to read
That is what’s hard
As are waiting for the first tomatoes
And avoiding the eye of the wind
Sometimes something seems hard
But is really very easy
Including reading learning
And reading as well!
RETHINKING FOUCAULT
Just as a verse comes from verses,
a song comes from songs...
Text comes from texts,
Everything comes from the whole,
nothing is just an extract
of what already exists and has...
Everything is in place... and just copy and paste...
Of course, transforming, assembling
the story to taste...
But the new fact doesn't exist
nothing exists new...
But there is knowledge,
the innate talent!
Archimedes, renowned scientist
exclaimed his Eureka!
upon finding the "solution"
to a complex proof,
in a general field or mathematics...
Later, in a less long-lived stage,
well before the calends
Shakespeare, the theatrical wizard,
confirmed this missing piece for us!
A non-blatant copy of the plagiarism
perpetrated disguised by
his abysmal talent...
Nothing is created, everything is copied
nothing new and so new
the genuine is old, ancient
everything comes from the one!
... ALEA JACTA EST
ready! AND DONE "
By Poet "The computer is the delivery room for a new poem."
Pen, ink and paper join forces,
Opening up a wonderful story.
Everyone will enjoy reading,
My dancing words are now a poem.
Wounded by its lack
Distrustful of it
Inured to its absence
In thrall to its allure
Fooled by its simulacrum
Estranged from it
Paralysed by fear of losing it
Inexorably exposed to it
Resolved against it
Consumed by longing for it
A scholar to its foreign texts
A slave to its compulsions
Compelled to search for it
Forever
Hopeful
A book by the fireplace
warm welcome for the arrival of autumn
~ quiet evenings of blessed solitude
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
I don’t want to
Submit myself
To flashing ads
And transient script
From a digital screen,
I want to hold a real book,
Lose myself in its pages,
In a trancelike dream.
In younger days we booked a trip
And never gave a thought
To reasons we might cancel
And what refunds would be sought.
We rarely took insurance,
Health was not a big concern
And we never worried ‘bout the need
To suddenly return.
But age has made us cautious;
Carefree travel makes no sense
And by reading all the fine print,
Suddenly I’m on the fence.
Do we take a chance and go
Because our time is ticking fast
Or get stuck in the minutiae
‘Til the options have all passed?
today I read fifty poets’ poems
many of them have much to say
I skipped the ones about cutting
and I ignored the mushy romance poems
I also avoided the super long ones
I never read them
My attention span is not long
The ones I settled on reading were amazing
there are many terrific poets in their teens
they are clever with words
their feelings are thrown onto the page hard
no cliques, because they don’t know any
I find in today's world,
books and readers are missing.
Where have the readers gone?
Why are books so unattractive?
Could it be the style of writing or even their covers?
Years ago many would share their books with friends,
telling them the book was a must read.
Does the book hold the reader,
or does the reader hold the book?
The style of book needs to entice the reader to read,
starting with a catchy and colorful cover.
Yes, the beauty of any book,
is in the reader's eye to behold and enjoy reading.
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