Where the Butterflies Go Review in iBOOKS (four stars): ‘These poems are like a key’

ā€˜A willful and successful destruction of boundaries’  **** (4 stars)

by Shawn Halayka, Dec. 24, 2011 under Where the Butterflies Go in iBOOKS

Anima and animus. Love and sorrow. Past and present. An array of dualities are presented to us in these poems, accurately depicting both the beauty and horror of life at the same time in a masterful way that gives no ground to useless pretense or extraneous detail. Most importantly to me, these dualities are not presented as paradoxical or contradictory, but rather wholly integrated. The end result is quite illuminating.

What really hit home for me were the poems about Challenger/Columbia and the tragedy of Di. These specific poems are deceptively short — it may have only taken a few minutes to read them, but then it took me much longer to process the resulting flood of memories related to my own childhood and young adulthood. These poems are like a key, and one’s own life is the vault.

I can only assume that some sort of fancy voodoo magic was implemented by the author, because I am fully enchanted by these poems. Superb work, as usual.

Carry On Dancing ~Available March 2012!

Welcoming Our Newest Author Heather Grace Stewart

Via Winter Goose Publishing On October 29, 2011 Ā· In Author News

Heather was born in Ottawa, Canada. She lives with her husband and daughter near Montreal. She is an accomplished poet, photographer, and writer with publication in such magazines as Readers Digest. We are looking forward to publishing her poetic collection ‘Carry On Dancing’ this coming March in preparation for April’s National Poetry month.

Learn more about Heather on her Author Page and visit her website. You can also follow her on Twitter and Facebook.

Carry On Dancing, Winter Goose Publishing, March 2012

Poet Dave Whippman

GOOD COPY

Auden was wrong: sometimes the world can
Stop, watch and wait, hold its collective breath
After some outrage of nature or Man.
There is no equality in death
But hierarchy; grief is sorted.
Two minutes observed silence for some,
The rest unspectacular, unreported –
For most of us, tragedy will come
Privately: the policeman at the door
Bringing terrible but personal news.
If, as the victim, you want something more,
You need numbers, and photographic views:
Towns ruined by bomb or wave, something scenic.
Grief, to be shared, must be photogenic.
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Dave Whippman is a UK poet and prose writer. He lives in the north of England.
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Poet Claudia Schƶnfeld

Sakura

you feed me
on raw fish
when our world’s
upside down,
chaos around,
people drown, small
as bugs in the
sink
while forces of
nature
grow tall and
blossoming cherries bleed,
spilling red, white –
hopes like vomit on
shaking ropes,
will they hold?
sing, sing sakura ā€˜cos
spring
is just ā€˜round
the corner
miwatasu kagiri – as far as i can see
destruction
kasumi ka kuma ka – like fog, like clouds
descending, tears
blind my eyes,
close to the coast
the giants crack loose
and still
nioi zo izuru – the scent, the colors
of strength in the air
raining rosy,
holding my fear
izaya izaya – let’s go,
let – go,
bow low and pray
for the melting to stop and
you feed me on
sushi
ā€˜til I’m silent, ā€˜til
I know, hana zakari – blossoming time
is close
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Visit Claudia Schƶnfeld’s blog at http://splittergewitter.blogspot.com/
Sakura: the japanese cherry blossom is one of the most important symbols in japanese culture. It’s an omen of good fortune, new beginnings, beauty and also a metaphor for the fleeting nature of life.

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Poets for Tsunami Relief: Poet Shiv

Sunrise After 8.9

Yes
there was
a gory dark time
of the eclipse
of 8.9
But far
on a rosy horizon
to have darkness undone
sits another baby
sun
I feel
it somewhat low
but I still feel it
with glow
This is
the sun that
will bring close those
who in current life are cast
and memories of those
who were amongst us
in the near
past
This is
the sun that will
shine upon what’s in disdain
and upon what cannot be
put together
again
Now
its rays
reflect the
pain (that trembling thrust)
of my dear brothers and sisters
and warmly touch me
as a reminder
of oneness
of us
My soul
feels the warmth
in their acceptance
of the power of nature’s will
and feels the pain in
their surrendered smiles
I feel
them somewhat near;
and ever more
dear
far out
on a rosy horizon
to have grave darkness undone
I feel surely sits
baby sun
will again
from its cradle
in the east shine the sun
just like ages ago
its luster had
begun
Hail the sun
for rising again!
Hail the sun
for shining again!
I feel
it somewhat low
but I really feel
it glow 

My feelings world will grow
as per the master plan
the sun that now lies low
will again rise from Japan
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Shiv is poet and musician based in California.Ā http://shivpoetry.blogspot.com and twitter: @shivpreetsingh
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