Randomosity on Fridays: Poetry Edition (Again)

Since it is still National Poetry Month, we thought we'd have another poetry post to see you through to the end of the month. Here's a poetry-themed Friday 5!

Ever since Lydia Kang and April Genevieve Tucholke poetry prompted each other to "atropine" last week and I joined in, we've been on a roll with the Twitter poetry prompts. We even had a few more people join in, namely Tere Kirkland and Erin Bowman. It's challenging and fun and a quick exercise for your literary muscles.

Lydia blogged about it at the Lucky 13s blog here: Three Notes on Poetry You can find us on Twitter under the hashtag #twtpoem. We'd love for your to join in!

The prompts so far: atropine, stitches, pulse, nicotine.

1) Here are our Twitter poems:

2) In other poetry news, this award-winning spoken word piece by Rachel Rostad has been floating around on the internet, and it's pretty badass. It's a good example of poetry as a platform for passion and discussion. Here's "To JK Rowling, from Cho Chang." (Disclaimer: I love the heck out of the Harry Potter series, but you gotta admit, Cho Chang kind of got shafted as a character, and for someone like me who was both surprised and pleased that for once an ASIAN GIRL was the hero's love interest, she ultimately was quite disappointing.)



And Rachel's thoughtful response to critiques of her piece. (In summary, she IS a Harry Potter fan and doesn't hate JK Rowling, but Harry Potter is a good place to start discussions of social justice because it's popular.)




3) Alz has shown herself to be quite the poet on the blog before. You can see her funny book haikus and rhymes if you click the "poetry" tag in the sidebar.

4) Last week, for Pocket Poetry Day, Elena did a really cool post at Novel Sounds pairing poetry with popular YA books.

5) My love for you is true. So here's more Tom Hiddleston reading poetry.

Tom Hiddleston - When You Are Old by W. B. Yeats

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When you are old and grey and full of sleep,

And nodding by the fire, take down this book,

And slowly read, and dream of the soft look

Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,

And loved your beauty with love false or true,

But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,

And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,

Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled

And paced upon the mountains overhead

And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

Leave a few #twtpoems for us on Twitter just by using the hashtag or leave some in the comments! We'd love to see them! OR do you have any thoughts on Rachel Rostad's spoken-word piece?

Happy weekend, lovelies!