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Excerpt
PROMISES, PROMISES
christmas bright
marquee lights
twinkle bulbs
silver sprays
single star in the velvet
night, wonder of wonders
forever and ever
whisper of solar winds
hum of spheres,
rhythm
of galaxies
universes
starlight
(this one and its parallel)
all whimper away,
supernovas and hypernovas alike,
when their time is done
still surely as crystals
melt and sand disperses,
hope—a mobius strip
neverending—expects
miracle of miracles
infinitum
Carolyn Howard-Johnson (c)
Professional Reviews
A Blooming Good Holiday Poetry Book
Reviewed for Poetry, Poetry Books, Reviews, books by Administrator on the October 31st, 2010
Looking for a holiday stocking stuffer? Want something to read aloud at holiday dinners, something the whole family can enjoy? Then treat yourself to is delightful collection by poetic collaborators Carolyn Howard-Johnson and Magdalena Ball. This is a delightful little volume, 58 pages consisting of thirteen poems by each poet. I love reading poetry aloud, and this volume is full of delight. A couple of favorites:
Christmas Magic Wrought by Google’s Keyword Elves
by Carolyn Howard-Johnson.
which begins with
At the stroke of dawn on November first
gremlins tired from their Halloween
and ends with
That’s when Google’s
keyword elves gave me the gift of all
Christmas gifts. It’s called
the make-dinner-reservations
-at-McCormick-and-Schmick
system of revenge.
.You’re sure to recognize yourself in this holiday tale of woe. The poor narrator is having a hard time at the holidays.. Ants attack her turkey, the oven thermometers are on the fritz and the Kitchen Aid has died just as its warranty runs out. And are more disasters to come. I laughed but, like the narrator, we, too, have contemplated just chucking the whole thing and going out to a restaurant.
And another, this one by Magdalena Ball – fond memories, Six Million Years Ago, from six million years ago, when we were kids.
Six million years ago
when we were just kids
upright in thin desert air
bi-pedaling in anticipation
of holiday seasons yet to come.
Time was different then.
and ends
the first law of thermodynamics
what cannot be created or destroyed
your burning
youthful
matter.
Do yourself a favor, and create some memories of your own by buying this book and then sharing it with the whole family over the holidays.
Here’s where you can find it: Blooming Red
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
Inspirational poetry, written from the heart and soul. Verses that are well-suited for reading on a rainy day and that are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.
