Put Her On The Hardwood!

Run Spot Run

Run Spot Run
Run spot run
He hurries a little
His tongue moves in his mouth
Drooling;
Where's his home.
No collar,
How will he survive.
Energetic and playful
Color like a golden fleece,
If he only knew what the world is like.
Ignorance is bliss.
-Brandon Berger


"He hurries a little. His tongue moves in his mouth"
- Grace Butcher

Rock 'Em Out

Hurricane in Halves

By the time half the hurricane had passed, nine candles
had pooled in their saucers,
the cypress split in two above the Toyota. Before they extinguished
I could barely read Robert Graves,
and in the diminishing flicker “groves” became “gloves”
and the Caslon wavered on the page.
So in my reading it appeared the sacred gloves had closed around oxygen,
had twisted the weather till the cypress split lengthwise.
In the other six hours the Romantic was carried upstairs
with the clothes and photos.
Birds blown from their nests were dizzy trying to recover,
our once local insects were entering Atlanta.
So maybe the Big Bang was believable after all, maybe an axiom
might be married to a stove, pitchfork to pine sap,
any stair might be cousin to a ladder and the wormhole near the sill
emerge near Aldebaran in Taurus.

By Allen Peterson


Recent print and online appearances include: Gettysburg Review, Gulf Coast, Bat City, Salamander, Iron Horse, Qarrtsiluni, Innisfree, and Ted Kooser’s American Life in Poetry


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rB8HudfbaTE

For my song i chose Rock You Like a Hurricane by The Scorpians. This song relates to my poem because each of them talk about the effects of a hurricane. In the poem it is describing things that are happening during the actual time a hurricane is occuring. In the song, it is telling what a hurricane can and will do to you if you are so unfortunate to be in the way of one. It also explains the destruction that one will bring to anything in its path while it reeks havic on anything and everything. Both of these examples show the horror and disarray that would be caused by a hurricane that was anywhere near the place you are located.

Line 'Em Up

"Crow is Walking"

Crow is walking to see things at ground level,
the ground as new under his feet
as the air is old under his wings.
He laves the dead rabbit waiting -- it's a given,
it'll always be there -- and walks down the dirt road,
admires the pebbles, how they sparkle in the sun;
checks out his reflection in a puddle full of sky
which reminds him of where he's supposed to be,
but he's beginning to like the way the muscles move in his legs
and the way his wings feel so comfortable folded back and resting.
He thinks he might be beautiful, the sun lighting his back with purple and green.
Faint voices from somewhere far ahead
roll like dust down the road towards him.
He hurries a little. His tongue moves in his mouth;
legends of language move in his mind.
His beak opens.
He tries a word.

-- Grace Butcher

I broke up this poem in the way that i did because this is how it makes the most sense to me. I feel like a line break usually occurs when a comma, period, or semicolon is put in. This is to show a break in the sentence or to switch topics which made sense to me to have a new line. But not always is it neccesary for a period to cause a new line when the two sentences are closely related in topic and content.

E. E. Cummings - The Cambridge Ladies who live in furnished souls

"the Cambridge ladies who live in furnished souls
are unbeautiful and have comfortable minds
(also, with the church's protestant blessings
daughters, unscented shapeless spirited)
they believe in Christ and Longfellow,both dead,
are invariably interested in so many things-
at the present writing one still finds
delighted fingers knitting for the is it Poles?
perhaps. While permanent faces coyly bandy
scandal of Mrs. N and Professor D
....the Cambridge ladies do not care,above
Cambridge if sometimes in its box of
sky lavender and cornerless, the
moon rattles like a fragment of angry candy"


In this particualr poem, it seems that the author is really complimenting these ladies. He calls them a box of "sky lavender" which to me sounds like a good trait to have. The authors style here is very admiring and seems to really have a liking for these ladies. I like that in this poem he has something good to say about his subject instead of in previous poems having only negative things to say about his encounters or experiences.

E. E. Cummings - Spring is like a perhaps hand

"Spring is like a perhaps hand (which comes carefully out of Nowhere)arranging a window,

into which people look(while people stare arranging and changing placing carefully there a strange thing and a known thing here) and

changing everything carefullyspring is like a perhaps Hand in a window (carefully to and fro moving New and Old things,

while people stare carefully moving a perhaps fraction of flower here placing an inch of air there)andwithout breaking anything."

I see this picture and the poem realting to each other because in the poem it talks about having a perhaps hand. To me that would mean to have a steady or precise hand that is sure of what it is doing. This picture to me represents a hand that has a purpose instead of just a random lost hand. This hand to me looks like it is reaching for something significant and has a specific purpose.

E.E. Cummings - Buffalo Bills

In this poem, Cummings seems to be down in the dumps about something. By using words like used to and was makes it seem that something in his past has occured that was not very pleasent. Also by asking "how do you like your blueeyed boy Mister Death" brings to my mind that he is not happy with something someone has done to him. This probably was a tramatic issue for him and the only way he knows how to express it is through death or discomfort.