Youth must be English, for she leaves without goodbyes
You turn around and suddenly you realize
That she is gone, and she has taken summers with her
And autumn weather settles in
Where youth has been
You’re left dumbfounded, in a trance for quite a while
You wear a boyishly defiant little smile
As in the middle of July the leaves are falling
You keep refusing to believe
That she would leave
And even when you know it’s true you hope some day
Some full of summer, irresistible sun day
The day of handless clocks that keep what once was ours
The lazy hours that slowly burn
She will return
© 2014 Sasha A. Palmer
Image: William James Glackens. Woman in Red Blouse with Tulips, c. 1913–1914. Oil on canvas, Overall: 30 1/8 x 25 in. (76.5 x 63.5 cm). BF160. Public Domain. ©2019 Estate of William James Glackens.
Let’s dance, it does not matter who will lead.
Our song is playing, darling, let us follow
the path to summer, move our feet, no need
to worry ‘bout the steps. Come, let us wallow
in expectations of that mid-July,
forget the wintry weather, you and I
we’ll dance away the blues. Come, hear the beat,
allow your heart to skip it once again,
indulge in days of sultry high-noon heat,
come, spin the earth until it spills the rain,
drops reasoning, and falls for happenstance…
Let’s do the same, let’s follow, let us dance.
© 2014 Sasha A. Palmer
Image: William James Glackens. Flowers, c. 1915–1916. Oil on canvas, Overall: 12 5/8 x 9 3/4 in. (32.1 x 24.8 cm). BF594. Public Domain.
- “The Passive Voice is not a blog about politics.”
It’s not. Still, if you’ve been following TPV for sometime, you’ve noticed that the blog is not entirely apolitical.
As Passive Guy himself admits “the heat of political dialogue in the United States…is almost impossible to avoid.”
- My blog is about writing.
I started out with an idea that I’d never ever touch the hot topics, such as religion, politics, and the great pumpkin; but I’ve had trouble staying away from them lately.
Writing–like living, feeling, thinking–is inseparable from freedom. And this freedom is under attack.
Faith is under attack.
‘They err who say “the world is turning pagan again.” Would that it were! The truth is that we are falling into a much worse state.’ — C.S. Lewis March, 1953
Our children are not safe.
They are being brainwashed, manipulated.
- This vicious nonsense is everywhere, including the world of the written word.
So, when I see evil, I’ll post about it. After all, my blog is about writing.
Image: William James Glackens. Never Again, He Remarked Gloomily, 1909. Black crayon and white gouache with blue crayon underdrawing on paperboard, Overall: 11 3/8 x 13 5/8 in. (28.9 x 34.6 cm). BF2028. Public Domain.
- Attention, parents of young children!
Is Anastasia Higginbotham visiting your child’s school?
Be advised that she doesn’t travel alone. She brings along a cardboard cutout of Colin Kaepernick — her hero, and a role model–in her opinion–for children.
She kneels beside the cutout while reading her “Not My Idea: A Book About Whiteness”, and messing with your child’s brain.
While she’s at it, she might also want to teach your child about divorce, death, and sex — she’s got books on those subjects as well.
Apparently, Anastasia Higginbotham has chosen the lucrative path of a “white woman writing about the toxic inheritance of white supremacy.”
So brave. So original.
- Want to hear something else brave and original?
“White male entitlement.” Not sure what it means? Just ask Stephen King, a white insanely successful male, and an open mind:
‘If “white male entitlement” was in the dictionary, it could be illustrated by Brett Kavanaugh’s photograph.’
There you go.
Image: William James Glackens. She Gave Her Darter-in-law a Piece of Her Mind, 1909. Brush and ink, charcoal, graphite, black crayon, and white gouache on paperboard, Overall: 10 x 7 3/4 in. (25.4 x 19.7 cm). BF606. Public Domain.
Happy July to you!
- Got a poetry chapbook, or a book-length poetry manuscript?
Consider entering these free contests:
Dogfish Head Poetry Prize, an annual (16th) prize awarded to the author of the winning book-length manuscript. Participating poets must reside in the Mid-Atlantic states (DE, MD, VA, PA, NJ, NY, WVA, NC and District of Columbia). The winner receives $500, two cases of Dogfish Head Craft Brewed Beer, manuscript publication by Broadkill River Press, and 10 copies of the book (in lieu of royalties). Deadline: August 15, 2018.
The Broken River Prize, an annual poetry chapbook (20–40 pages) contest from Platypus Press. Open internationally. The winner receives $250/£200 and publication. Submit your manuscripts by August 31, 2018.
Try writing to weekly prompts from The Sunday Whirl. Play with words. It’s fun.
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Image: William James Glackens. The Bathing Hour, Chester, Nova Scotia, 1910. Oil on canvas, Overall: 26 x 32 in. (66 x 81.3 cm). BF149. Public Domain.