favorite lines from poets, day 8 of 30 days of poems, february 8 2015

enlightenment projects contributing artists

hawah exit with wings

in hands

kiril A poet is merely the channel,

the conduit...

ava I am falling

without composure,

mackenzie: g

brooke: Most of the time we are on pause.

jessica: now you bout to get the green (light)

jason: our own disobedience to

the tree’s own natural death.

said helian: A bright beating alarm

dev atma: Split by a river that

Runs in the winters when

Snow and blood warms.

panda: Springs



swaying tupelo press contributing poets

+favorites Lanette Cadle https://www.facebook.com/llcadleach plant has its plan, its sequence of what must happen, and when. Morgan Eklund https://www.facebook.com/morgan.eklund like the words of another darkness.

Found nowhere in your maps. Henry Finch https://www.facebook.com/henrykfinch I’ve got a brand new dance for kissing darkness. It goes slowly. Jason Gray https://www.facebook.com/jasonmatthewgray cloudwrecks. Dina Hardy https://www.facebook.com/dinahardy.0 Words to live by? ……….morning at the window Joan Leotta https://www.facebook.com/joanleottaMy red hawk will return. Marco Maisto https://www.facebook.com/mmaisto I belong here as much as the ginkgoes do. Matthew Thorburn https://www.facebook.com/mqthorburn Who is it you wait for, shifting

from one foot to the other in the cold?

-panda's friend, ava

favorite lines from day #5, feb 15, 2015 - 30 poems in 30 days

contributing artists at the enlightenment project

+favorite lines from our contributing artists today

dev atma: Repeat Until your only Wish is to repeat

jason: Get a stick and draw the way you want the river to go.

jessica Honey in my cheeks So potent and sweet

brooke: "Press Play."

mackenzie: e

ava: the hush-speak of god in the form of clouds

hawah sit, sit, sit

give, give, give,

from tupelo press 30/30 poets

Lanette Cadle https://www.facebook.com/llcadleI figure it’s had its lightning strike so everything would be fine, Morgan Eklund https://www.facebook.com/morgan.eklundwomen of forests. Henry Finch https://www.facebook.com/henrykfinchThe fish continues flailing, Streaked with moonlight, thudding percussion against the rain. Jason Gray https://www.facebook.com/jasonmatthewgray The wind’s clean sweep. Dina Hardy https://www.facebook.com/dinahardy.0The friar’s hands, folds under floating cloak. Joan Leotta https://www.facebook.com/joanleottaWhat waves may come. Matthew Thorburn https://www.facebook.com/mqthorburn Your heart is the size of a fist, he tells him.

panda's friend, ava --

favorite lines submitted february 3-4, day 4 of 30 days of poems

contributing artists from the enlightenment project

panda: portrait of the artist as a young panda, Pandas as property owners – maybe the dream fairy had mistaken my daydreams of bamboo forest with some city-dwelling human. I was once told that everyone is your dream was a part of you. dev atma: Their glimmering revolutions and, These words are not Written but collected said helian: To the lake Awake! Awake!, Is cannibalizing It's own heart, A bright beating alarm jason: This traincar, this overnight dash — bullets of sea water, Here you take it, it’s all I have left jessica: it’s gniyzzid keeping up with you, love was the color that sung the eyes brooke: Lapis lazuli, Azure, Ocean eyes. Can you see, Holy holy holy bowing 9 times mackenzie: poetry is letters too

tupelo press poets

+favorite lines! Lanette Cadle Will we pin adventure firmly to the page? Morgan Eklund The mad moon recalls your story. Henry FinchAt the end of every field theory there is a field. Initiations never manifest. Have you ever? Jason Gray The hum in the background was me. Dina Hardy Sometimes the world is read wrong. Like, writing on the ocean, as much erasure, too. Joan Leotta Most of the time I floated Marco Maisto draw me skinnier on Sunday Matthew Thorburn If you want to eat sweet corn, I can’t wait to tell my son someday, you have to eat it like a typewriter,

+panda's friend, ava

favorite lines from poems submitted today from day 2 of 30 poems

contributing artists at the enlightenment project

Panda-The leaves are my favorite part. A strong Panda, like myself, needs all the protein he can get. Devatma Singh-Infused with the loving Gaze you gave it On first sight? Said Helian -We are singed Everyday Jessica Crowi know you, you know me we’re quite the same Brooke Hamre Gillespie vindaloo vinny begins his 40 day sadhana Mackenzie Wyatt- "B"

tupelo press poets

Matthew Thorburn https://www.facebook.com/mqthorburn- Yes, a woman was singing somewhere and his lips parted too, though he did not know the words. Marco Maisto https://www.facebook.com/mmaisto in praise of emerging surfaces, ocean atlas Dina Hardy https://www.facebook.com/dinahardy.0 Urgency is not in this dictionary. Jason Gray https://www.facebook.com/jasonmatthewgray We keep calling Space an ocean. Henry Finch https://www.facebook.com/henrykfincha vending machine that dispenses window sun for pocket change. How long have you been here? Lanette Cadle https://www.facebook.com/llcadle The sun is in motion, its dark spots build flares, and he does love those moments, those movements that are art selected

-- * panda's friend, ava*