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Monday, February 13, 2017

No Drive-thru

Well, there's no going out today.  The blizzard started yesterday afternoon and has gone through the night.  The winds aren't as bad yet as I thought they'd be.  It is gusty, but snow is able to cling to branches and bird feeders still.
The snow is over the dog's back where it is fresh, and where it is deeper from the last storm, she has to keep her nose up pretty high!  Fortunately we have a canvas Frisbee for her to fetch, but even that gets buried in the snow and is hard to find.

It is still snowing and will be continuing today into the afternoon sometime.  Then it says the winds will pick up.  It's hard to tell then whether it is snowing or not and the snow will be redistributed making drifts in spots perhaps already shoveled once or twice. 
It's a good day for soup and a few movies, coffee and a book, tea and a crumpet or two.  I'm substituting jello for the crumpet...but I'll be doing everything else.

My poem for today:

No Drive-Thru

The drive thru is closed
Don't even try it
Don't even come out
And take a fly by it
It's filled up with snow
Right up to the brim
There's no seeds inside
The pickings are slim
If you had been smart
You would have flown south
Where there's plenty of food
To stuff in your mouth.
Instead you are here
Where everything's white
And nothing to eat
Not one little bite
Come back tomorrow
Try us again
I'll put in more seeds
We'll be open at ten.

by Donna JT Smith, 2/13/17






Sunday, February 12, 2017

No Rest for the Weary

There's a lot on my plate lately it seems, and rising very early has become the norm.  Remembering to breathe deeply and regularly has become something I feel I need to prompt myself to do.  Don't worry.  It sounds dire.  It is not.  I am just not feeling the best I've ever felt in my life, but I'm not going to discuss it here.  Just know that I'm not sleeping much, nor eating much.  Yesterday was my first solid food in 18 days - and that was a scrambled egg and some chicken with rice soup.  Yay.  Jello and Italian ice are getting tiresome!
I've kept up with my poetry most days, and am completing the World Peace Poetry Postcard exchange.  There were 20 people on my list to send to, and I doubled+ the number of cards to go out, duplicating postcards for bloggers who would like one.  If you would like a card, send me your address, and I will get one to you!
I broke, twisted and adapted the suggested rules for this exchange.  Instead of writing a poem a day, I took a couple of days and wrote a 20 stanza poem and broke it up into 20 pieces - one stanza on each card.  March 3 will be a total poem reveal day on my blog.   Instead of sending a card a day, I sent the World Peace Poetry exchange cards all at once, and will send the other cards out as requested.  So let me know where to send one!  You keep me breathing! (Not literally...don't panic!) LOL (This is literally...)!  I'm excited to share!

Breathe In

let those boulders
breathe out
drop, your shoulders
breathe in
relax, your grimace
breathe out
fade, your jawline
breathe in
ease, your fingers
breathe out
slack, your arms
breathe in
float, your eyes
breathe out
close, your mind
breathe in
rest, your heart
breathe out
open, your soul
breathe in
rejoice,
breathe out
breathe in
repeat

MEANWHILE - the blizzard is going to be starting around 9 am today for us and continuing through the evening on Monday.  Looks like it is shaping up nicely out there.  Where we are, when we get snowed in, we really get snowed in.  It's a mile of unplowed road to get to the slightly plowed main road to town.


Saturday, February 11, 2017

Snow Globe Morning

These are my evenings: Ginger (the dog) lounging in a chair of her own, my husband watching tv with remote in hand, Noah (the cat) on his lap,and I in my chair beside them.
Sometimes the cat is in the empty chair, sometimes on my lap.  But when it is tv time, we are all together settled in, and life is good.
The windows afford a snowy view in storms, give the dog entertainment when squirrels, deer or turkeys cut through.  She gives warning to the cat that there is something to attend to or that she is protecting him from the UPS man or the snowplow.  And sometimes they both just sit and watch.
I guess this house lends itself to lots of watching.  It's a comfortable house.  And I will miss it when we move.  Our contractor tells us it is now going to be the middle of April when our house in Friendship is done or at least livable and finishable with us in it.
But I will miss this place and the memories it holds in its cedar logs, in each knot that stares at me with soulful eyes.  I will miss the feeling of being in a reversed snow globe in winter storms.  I will miss the privacy of a front yard where I can go outside in nightgown to stand and look at stars or take the dog out one more time.
It is getting close to the time though, that I must realign my thinking to the practical, to the possibilities, to the moving ahead-ness of life.  We are retired.  The new house is smaller.  It is WAY closer to the ocean - though we are close and on an island now, the renovated home is just across the street from the ocean and a mile to the beach.  It is something I've always dreamed of.  It is time to have a dream come true.  Isn't it funny how you can wonder if the dream is REALLY what you want?  Is the dream what you REALLY need?  Are dreams ever real or meant to be real?  So maybe that is not what I need to focus on.  It is more the moving ahead and being practical.  I am afraid though that the taxes will be too high and we will end up selling it anyway.  So then where are we?  Good question.  Another adventure.

Snowy Morning

Sifting flakes floating
White erasing evidence
Of other seasons

Friday, February 10, 2017

Silver Birch Poem

It's Poetry Friday, so that means today is all about poetry.
After your visit here, go check in on more poetry with Katie at The Logonauts.  She is hosting today.
High School graduation photo
Today I want to share my poem that yesterday was published online at Silver Birch Press. On January 30, I was searching around and thought I'd check and see if Silver Birch Press had a new call for submissions.  And - voila! - they did.  The deadline for submitting was January 31 - the next day!  I debated about 30 seconds and decided I was wasting time doing that. Fortunately, I usually see a short deadline as a motivator.

So I plunged on in and wrote a couple of really awful things that day.  Then at the end of the evening this one started to come together.  I had it mostly finished, but needed to get my Bio, writing description and pictures together.  On the deadline day, Jan. 31, I put the final edits and revisions to the poem, and sent it all off.

So it is here, an Etheree, "Rude Awakenings" at Silver Birch Press, a poem about ME, at 17.  I'd love it if you could comment on it here or there or both, if you don't have anything better to do with your time.  How was your "Year 17"?

Teen years were not always easy ones back in the 1960's, but we survived - and I'm kind of happy I didn't have to do them in the 2010's.

And now a happy haiku in the midst of our snowstorm.  I'm watching the slowly settling flakes mount up on pine and spruce branches, and then the wild wind comes along and swirls them off in, I would say small tornadoes, but they are pretty big ones today!
And suddenly there's a foot of fresh snow...time to shovel off the car.


Snow Squall

Serenely drifting
Nestling in spruce boughs, still till
Whistling whiteout whoosh!

by Donna JT Smith


Friday, February 3, 2017

Poetry Friday with Poetry Postcards

What a great shower of postcards this month!
Here's my stash!
All the cards together
Thanks for organizing this exchange extravaganza, Jone! 
We are definitely a devoted and reliable bunch...or even over reliable because I sent out 10 and got 11 in return!  10% return on my expenditure.  I'd say that was pretty good!
Here they are with the exception of Sylvia Vardell's, as it is a copyrighted one, and I wasn't sure if I should do a close up of the poem.
Joyce Ray
Peggy Parker Klostermann
Linda Mitchell
Tabatha Yeatts
Jone Rush MacCulloch
Ramona Behnke
Robyn Hood Black
Diane Mayr
Joy Acey
Kim Urband
What an awesome collection!  I am going to have to start a postcard scrapbook I guess, so I can keep them all safe and viewable.  My 10 postcards went out on the 23rd to my recipients, so they should be there now at last.  I wrote a different Haiku for each card, so that should count for a few poems a day in January!
I have been writing every day, whether or not it shows up on my blog.  Sometimes my poems are in comments on a blog, sometimes they just get filed for my collection.  I'm finally making a collection of poems that are not yet published.  My One Little Word this year is REACH, and I am trying to reach my goal of at least 365 new and unpublished poems for the year.  So far so good.

Here's a Haiku from a postcard I sent this month...let's count it as my poem for today!
Happy Poetry Friday!  Time to go read more poetry by clicking on links at Penny Parker Klosterman's place, A Penny and Her Jots.

Reach out to someone today - make it a nice day!



Thursday, February 2, 2017

Rise and Shine

This first Thursday in February is centered on the word RISE, offered by Leigh Anne, who is hosting today's Spiritual Journey First Thursday.  Go to her blog His Turn to read more posts on RISE.

My thoughts:

I kept bringing the word Rise up in my thoughts this week.  It would literally - though really figuratively, I guess - rise up and take over my thinking.
It didn't rise well, though.  So many thoughts went through my head.
  • Bread rises
  • Sunrise
  • Rise and shine
  • All rise
  • Rise to the occasion
  • The rise and fall of the Roman Empire
  • Rise and go - found so many times in the Bible
  • Oh, and so many more....
Then I saw this video.  I was looking for a song I'd heard with Rise in it.  This wasn't it.  It was so inspirational though. I'd never heard it before.  The video is especially moving, and makes me want to be a better person - to rise above what tries to hold me down - to rise and shine.




Proverbs 31
15 She riseth also while it is yet night, and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens.

25 Strength and honour are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come.
26 She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness.
27 She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.
28 Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.
29 Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all.
30 Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the LORD, she shall be praised.
31 Give her of the fruit of her hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates.

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My poem today, as I am writing at least a poem a day for this year:

RISE

Rise in winds on wings
Curved ever slightly cupping
Currents of freedom
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RISE and SHINE for someone today!

Thursday, January 26, 2017

Poetpourrie Friday

*It's Poetry Friday early!*
I was going to wait until noon to post this, but I'm just so excited I can't wait.  I have to do it NOW!

Spoiler Alert:
My poem is at the end, in case you want to wait to read it until after you are finished your own poem.

So any time now you may reveal your poems all based on that line I stole from Buffy Silverman a month back! 
The Poetpourri Challenge is condensed below and there are links to the "history" for review in case you missed what this was all about. .
Remember, we are revealing for Poetry Friday, but I'm posting this early for those who need an earlier than USA time or just anyone who is ready.
Don't forget to do your Poetry Friday link up to Carol at Beyond Literacy Link, too.
And here's Mister Linky, for another way for others to find our ferocious poems easily.  Hope to read your poem soon!


*********A review of the challenge**********
*********and how it started is here *********
******and Buffy Silverman's original post that started me thinking is here******
If you wrote a poem from these lines, please copy and paste this into your post TODAY:

Lines used in poems were found by the following writers, with credits to origins and original authors of direct literary quotes.
  1. Buffy Silverman: "ferocious women who never bring you coffee" - refrigerator magnetic poetry
  2. Donna Smith: "always leave a wild song" - refrigerator magnetic poetry
  3. Linda Baie: "dreaming women do art in poetry" - from her pile of poetry blocks
  4. Buffy Silverman: "where wizards and wolves rush by in a blur of green and gold and gray" - patched together from Kate Dicamillo's Where Are You Going Baby Lincoln
  5. Kay McGriff: "ignore the awful times, and concentrate on the good ones" from Vonnegut's Slaughterhouse Five
  6. Linda Mitchell: "waking the world to a new day"
  7. Margaret Simon: "steam that climbs like smoke from a fire" - this was in the comments the first week, and I'm not sure if it is a comment or a line... but I'm using it! 
  8. Carol Varsalona: "fearless women reach out, connect, and find joy in life's intertwined moments" - Connecting the word "fearless" that April had used last week.
  9. Tabatha Yeatts: "little chest to put the Alive in" - Emily Dickinson
  10. Joy Acey: "wear loose clothing and a smile" - from a thought and some connections
  11. Jan Godown Annino:  "I feel like there should be more stories out there for girls, and I try to tell them" - a quote from Hope Larson from the book COMICS CONFIDENTIAL.
  12. Mary Lee Hahn: "ferocious women do not exaggerate" - from Mary Oliver's UPSTREAM on page 109, "I do not exaggerate."
  13. Brenda Harsham: "make a ferocious dinner that eats masks, drips truth and saves softness for dessert"
  14. Keri Lewis: "radical at their core" from her husband's magazine, "Guns & Ammo"
  15. Kiesha Shepard: "ferocious women would rather drink the wind" - a line from Mary Oliver's (Why I Wake Early) titled "The Arrowhead"
  16. Diane Mayr: "out of endurance, exaltation" - a line from the poem "Monadnock" by Robert Francis.
These are/were the guidelines for writing the poem:
  1. You may break the given lines up into phrases, esp. if the line is broken into prepositional phrases.  
  2. A word used in a line may be repeated elsewhere as needed.
  3. You may add or change articles (a, an, the...).
  4. You may change tenses, as necessary for meaning.  
  5. If you haven't added a line to the poem, you may not add one now. Others won't have it in their pile of phrases to use - so it won't really be as intriguing.
  6. However, if you can create a brand new line using individual words from the given lines, feel free! Do not do that for the whole poem though - that may be another challenge on another day! 
  7. Phrases should still be identifiable even though the whole line may not be in one unit still. (for example: "ignore the awful times" may be used in one place and "concentrate on the good ones" may be in another place).  
  8. Remember, these are only guidelines, as it IS poetry and we ARE poets...
  9. Rules are meant to be broken.
  10. You may make your own rules if you don't like these - and that way you aren't breaking a rule.
  11. You need to use ALL the submitted lines in some way.
  12. Please copy and paste the list of participants and their lines in your blog so that each is credited, along with some of their sources for the lines!
  13. Link up here on that day also for potential extra traffic to your poem!
  14. There is no 14.  I just didn't want to stop on 13.
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I chose to work with the lines on the computer first.  Then I decided that was good but not fun.  So I printed up two copies of the lines and cut them apart.  One sheet was cut into whole lines and/or then phrases to keep the intent and recognition, and the other sheet was cut up into all the individual words for inserting extra words and composing as needed.   Surprisingly, the cat didn't want to help right then, so I had a blast scooting words and phrases around all by myself.
The work of words begins...

and continues...
And NOW, my contribution, using all the phrases above in part or whole, in pieces or intact, some words more than once, a few changes in singular and plural usage of verbs; otherwise, there are no new words in this poem - though a few words were omitted to keep the poem flowing.  I think every line of the 16 donated lines is identifiable!  I am SO psyched!  Such fun, I had!  I hope you did, too!  I'm anxious to visit all the ferocious poetic renditions! 



I Try to Tell Them of Alive from Donna Smith on Vimeo.
(oh, dear...play this video so I don't just sit there with my mouth open...)

I Try to Tell Them of Alive

I try to tell the world of
Ferocious women who never bring you coffee,
radical at their core,
who, in life’s intertwined moments,
ignore the awful times
and find the good ones
in Alive.

I should tell the stories of
Fearless women who wear loose clothing,
who save softness for dessert,
reach out, connect,
do not exaggerate,
and drip truth and joy
from Alive.

I would tell of
Dreaming women who do art in poetry
that climbs like smoke from a fire
in a blur of green and gold and gray
where wizards and wolves rush by,
who wake the world to a new day
of Alive.

I tell them
I feel like there should be a little chest
to put the Alive in -
there for girls and women
of endurance;

I tell them
Concentrate on
the Ferocious, Fearless
and Dreaming
who never bring you coffee,
would rather drink the wind
and always leave a song,
a wild song of exaltation,
and a smile
for Alive.

Donna JT Smith, January 24, 2017

Looking forward to next January's 
2018 Poetpourri Challenge!  There has to be another!

We're on our way to February...enjoy the Alive!

NEXT week I will share the postcards I received from the exchange.

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Waking to Cello-pained

Such ice this morning!  So loud it woke the dog and then me...
She (the dog) was barking fiercely, so probably the plow came in and sanded our hill early.  I just checked, and schools are closed today.  It is quite an unpleasant weather day.  It is still dark, so I don't really know what has transpired out there, but it is SO noisy!  We don't have outside lights in our neck of the woods, so I can't see what it is doing out there.  I know that is foreign to some people, but we like living out where there are no street lights.  The stars are much nicer that way!

Manic Morning

Such knocking
I'm rocking
Waking to cello-pained
Cellophaned
Window panes
Rhythmic glass
Ice enmasse
Window's tattling
Sleet is battling
Weather's shattering
Sky-flaking
Early-waking
Making me
Insane -
With noisy,
iced-up rain!

We may lose power at some point due to heavy branches on power lines, or someone hitting a pole sliding on the icy roads (heaven forbid!).  With that thought in mind, I have been up since 5:21, turned up the heat so the house won't cool down as much, and brewed coffee!  Okay!  I'm all fine for whatever it is rattling my house!  Turn up the lights out there and let me see!

For more of what's happening today in other people's slices of life...
Check here at Two Writing Teachers!

For those doing the Poetpourri Challenge, I will be posting a day early and making available the Linky that day, too!  So look for it on Thursday, and linked to Poetry Friday also at Carol's blog Beyond Literacy Link -
... check here for guidelines and lines to copy for use!

What Can We Do?

For this past Poetry Friday, I was visiting Greg Pincus' blog and read his poem.  I just had to replicate its format.  So here's my poem for today.

What Can We Do?

Plant a tree,
Build a boat,
Give someone a nice, warm coat;
Make a pie,
Bake some bread,
Knit a hat for some cold head.
There is much
That we can do
Under
   the stars
   in sky of blue.

by Donna JT Smith, Jan. 2017

And here's another "What Can We Do?"  We can write ferocious poems!

Hope you are writing something ferocious for the Poetpourri Challenge!  (Here's where it started.)
Below are the guidelines again.
Below that are the contributors to credit.
Below those are the lines to copy and paste to work with if you need them.
Posting on your site is this Friday!  Link here on Thursday/Friday's post and link at Carol at Beyond Literacy Link where Poetry Friday is being hosted, for double coverage!

The guidelines:
  1. You may break the given lines up into phrases, esp. if the line is broken into prepositional phrases.  
  2. A word used in a line may be repeated elsewhere as needed.
  3. You may add or change articles (a, an, the...).
  4. You may change tenses, as necessary for meaning.  
  5. If you haven't added a line to the poem, you may not add one now. Others won't have it in their pile of phrases to use - so it won't really be as intriguing.
  6. However, if you can create a brand new line using individual words from the given lines, feel free! Do not do that for the whole poem though - that may be another challenge on another day! 
  7. Phrases should still be identifiable even though the whole line may not be in one unit still. (for example: "ignore the awful times" may be used in one place and "concentrate on the good ones" may be in another place).  
  8. Remember, these are only guidelines, as it IS poetry and we ARE poets...
  9. Rules are meant to be broken.
  10. You may make your own rules if you don't like these - and that way you aren't breaking a rule.
  11. You need to use ALL the submitted lines in some way.
  12. Please copy and paste the list of participants and their lines in your blog so that each is credited, along with some of their sources for the lines!
  13. Link up here on that day also for potential extra traffic to your poem!
  14. There is no 14.  I just didn't want to stop on 13.
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This is the part to copy and paste into your post next Friday:
  1. Buffy Silverman: "ferocious women who never bring you coffee" - refrigerator magnetic poetry
  2. Donna Smith: "always leave a wild song" - refrigerator magnetic poetry
  3. Linda Baie: "dreaming women do art in poetry" - from her pile of poetry blocks
  4. Buffy Silverman: "where wizards and wolves rush by in a blur of green and gold and gray" - patched together from Kate Dicamillo's Where Are You Going Baby Lincoln
  5. Kay McGriff: "ignore the awful times, and concentrate on the good ones" from Vonnegut's Slaughterhouse Five
  6. Linda Mitchell: "waking the world to a new day"
  7. Margaret Simon: "steam that climbs like smoke from a fire" - this was in the comments the first week, and I'm not sure if it is a comment or a line... but I'm using it! 
  8. Carol Varsalona: "fearless women reach out, connect, and find joy in life's intertwined moments" - Connecting the word "fearless" that April had used last week.
  9. Tabatha Yeatts: "little chest to put the Alive in" - Emily Dickinson
  10. Joy Acey: "wear loose clothing and a smile" - from a thought and some connections
  11. Jan Godown Annino:  "I feel like there should be more stories out there for girls, and I try to tell them" - a quote from Hope Larson from the book COMICS CONFIDENTIAL.
  12. Mary Lee Hahn: "ferocious women do not exaggerate" - from Mary Oliver's UPSTREAM on page 109, "I do not exaggerate."
  13. Brenda Harsham: "make a ferocious dinner that eats masks, drips truth and saves softness for dessert"
  14. Keri Lewis: "radical at their core" from her husband's magazine, "Guns & Ammo"
  15. Kiesha Shepard: "ferocious women would rather drink the wind" - a line from Mary Oliver's (Why I Wake Early) titled "The Arrowhead"
  16. Diane Mayr: "out of endurance, exaltation" - a line from the poem "Monadnock" by Robert Francis.
Here are just the lines - to save you time when you want to copy them and paste them into a document to either manipulate on the computer or to print out and cut up:
  1. ferocious women who never bring you coffee
  2. always leave a wild song
  3. dreaming women do art in poetry
  4. where wizards and wolves rush by in a blur of green and gold and gray
  5. ignore the awful times, and concentrate on the good ones
  6. waking the world to a new day
  7. steam that climbs like smoke from a fire
  8. fearless women reach out, connect, and find joy in life's intertwined moments 
  9. little chest to put the Alive in
  10. wear loose clothing and a smile
  11. I feel like there should be more stories out there for girls, and I try to tell them
  12. ferocious women do not exaggerate
  13. make a ferocious dinner that eats masks, drips truth and saves softness for dessert
  14. radical at their core
  15. ferocious women would rather drink the wind
  16. out of endurance, exaltation
I will post on Thursday, Jan. 26 with the link for those wanting to post early!
I am so looking forward to reading what you've come up with!  I know it will be awesome and ferocious, with a bit of softness, too!

Monday, January 23, 2017

A Poem and a Recap

Good Monday morning... or afternoon... or evening... or some other day if you are not here Monday morning...

My poem for today?  Let's see.

Dog's ear splitting quake
Wakes me, shakes me; mistaken -
Lots of nothing there.

Donna JT Smith, Jan 23, 2017

It was probably a squirrel I couldn't see.  She sure has an amazingly loud, sharp and sudden bark, and a quick but heavy trot across the house to a window.  How could she have seen anything?  Squirrel must have been doing a low growl out there that only dogs can hear.  I have put a barricade of chairs in front of the sliding glass doors now, so she can't get as good a view and a running start to a barking frenzy.


Here is the Poetpourri Challenge condensed below.  Remember, we are revealing on Friday, January 27, 2017, for Poetry Friday!  Link up to Carol at Beyond Literacy Link that day, and on my link list here that day, too, for more visibility!

If you choose to accept this assignment/challenge, here are the guidelines:

  1. You may break the given lines up into phrases, esp. if the line is broken into prepositional phrases.  
  2. A word used in a line may be repeated elsewhere as needed.
  3. You may add or change articles (a, an, the...).
  4. You may change tenses, as necessary for meaning.  
  5. If you haven't added a line to the poem, you may not add one now. Others won't have it in their pile of phrases to use - so it won't really be as intriguing.
  6. However, if you can create a brand new line using individual words from the given lines, feel free! Do not do that for the whole poem though - that may be another challenge on another day! 
  7. Phrases should still be identifiable even though the whole line may not be in one unit still. (for example: "ignore the awful times" may be used in one place and "concentrate on the good ones" may be in another place).  
  8. Remember, these are only guidelines, as it IS poetry and we ARE poets...
  9. Rules are meant to be broken.
  10. You may make your own rules if you don't like these - and that way you aren't breaking a rule.
  11. You need to use ALL the submitted lines in some way.
  12. Please copy and paste the list of participants and their lines in your blog so that each is credited, along with some of their sources for the lines!
  13. Link up here on that day also for potential extra traffic to your poem!
  14. There is no 14.  I just didn't want to stop on 13.

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This is the part to copy and paste into your post next Friday:
  1. Buffy Silverman: "ferocious women who never bring you coffee" - refrigerator magnetic poetry
  2. Donna Smith: "always leave a wild song" - refrigerator magnetic poetry
  3. Linda Baie: "dreaming women do art in poetry" - from her pile of poetry blocks
  4. Buffy Silverman: "where wizards and wolves rush by in a blur of green and gold and gray" - patched together from Kate Dicamillo's Where Are You Going Baby Lincoln
  5. Kay McGriff: "ignore the awful times, and concentrate on the good ones" from Vonnegut's Slaughterhouse Five
  6. Linda Mitchell: "waking the world to a new day"
  7. Margaret Simon: "steam that climbs like smoke from a fire" - this was in the comments the first week, and I'm not sure if it is a comment or a line... but I'm using it! 
  8. Carol Varsalona: "fearless women reach out, connect, and find joy in life's intertwined moments" - Connecting the word "fearless" that April had used last week.
  9. Tabatha Yeatts: "little chest to put the Alive in" - Emily Dickinson
  10. Joy Acey: "wear loose clothing and a smile" - from a thought and some connections
  11. Jan Godown Annino:  "I feel like there should be more stories out there for girls, and I try to tell them" - a quote from Hope Larson from the book COMICS CONFIDENTIAL.
  12. Mary Lee Hahn: "ferocious women do not exaggerate" - from Mary Oliver's UPSTREAM on page 109, "I do not exaggerate."
  13. Brenda Harsham: "make a ferocious dinner that eats masks, drips truth and saves softness for dessert"
  14. Keri Lewis: "radical at their core" from her husband's magazine, "Guns & Ammo"
  15. Kiesha Shepard: "ferocious women would rather drink the wind" - a line from Mary Oliver's (Why I Wake Early) titled "The Arrowhead"
  16. Diane Mayr: "out of endurance, exaltation" - a line from the poem "Monadnock" by Robert Francis.
Here are just the lines - to save you time when you want to copy them and paste them into a document to either manipulate on the computer or to print out and cut up:
  1. ferocious women who never bring you coffee
  2. always leave a wild song
  3. dreaming women do art in poetry
  4. where wizards and wolves rush by in a blur of green and gold and gray
  5. ignore the awful times, and concentrate on the good ones
  6. waking the world to a new day
  7. steam that climbs like smoke from a fire
  8. fearless women reach out, connect, and find joy in life's intertwined moments 
  9. little chest to put the Alive in
  10. wear loose clothing and a smile
  11. I feel like there should be more stories out there for girls, and I try to tell them
  12. ferocious women do not exaggerate
  13. make a ferocious dinner that eats masks, drips truth and saves softness for dessert
  14. radical at their core
  15. ferocious women would rather drink the wind
  16. out of endurance, exaltation