Tag: Poetry Journals

late Fall

I look at my shelves, and what has been there for a time; and I have not read this book or that journal. Then I wonder why – what was happening then? And I remember, and maybe had read a poem or two, or a page or two, and was helped and blessed.

late Fall
and Winter soon
plans for silence
and time to read
poetry

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Creative Note: Time Of Singing poetry journal

I am reading poems from Time Of Singing, Volume 48 Number 2, Summer 2021. Lora Homan Zill is the Editor. Ken Gibble is the Contributing Editor for this issue. The photography is by Bobbie Rochow. Wind & Water Press is the publisher, from Conneaut Lake, PA.

These are some of my Fall poems that were published by Time Of Singing (TOS).

how gentle the wind
in predawn rose light
after the harvest moon
I begin October
with small and growing hopes

TOS, Fall 2012

late November
sun fills a glass
for a time

TOS, Fall 2013

my large print Bible
rests on the Thanksgiving tray
the bread of life

reading poetry
my coffee gets cold
guess I made it
for the fragrance

TOS, Fall 2016

Ellen Grace Olinger

September days

September days
large bouquet
of chrysanthemums
from the store
this time

Karl and I went to Walmart in Sheboygan yesterday, and then enjoyed a meal at home.

Today I am reading from books I ordered from different small presses. I often read book reviews in journals.

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Sunday morning

Over the years, my book collection has grown, and I have given many books and journals away. Now I am grateful to browse at home, and read what I was not able to read before, for one reason or another.

Poetry journals, memoirs, novels, letters – books and journals at different times. Rereading is also a blessing, and can be a comfort when I don’t feel able to read something new; and yet I always learn more. If I know the story, for example, I look to learn a little more about how the author achieved the work. If I can easily reread a poem aloud and the poem is still new, the poet has achieved something beautiful.

Sometimes I know an author’s work so well, that a short selection recalls the whole work so far. I have read many books by Luci Shaw. As I write, I am looking at Sea Glass: New & Selected Poems by Luci Shaw (2016, WordFarm).

Over time, this creates comfort and a new history for me. I reread a poem, for example, and remember how the poem helped during a difficult time. And now time has passed, and rereading deepens my faith and hope.

So what I read and write now, is for today, and also for the future. And I remember as well, and am grateful to be writing this post today.