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Accepting the Award

Following this pretty month of April, during which I celebrated poetry and web-friendship to the full, I happened to receive the Liebster Award! I hardly knew what it was and how I have come to deserve it, yet – here it is!

It came my way by way of Misky’s Alphabet Soup de Jour poetic blog: http://miskmask.wordpress.com/2012/05/04/april-showers-bring-may-liebster-awards/

Misky is a blogging and poetry friend whom I met through Poetic Asides (Robert’s) November Poem-A-Day Chapbook Challenge 2010 – the first one I ever did and in fact, the one that hooked me to web-poetry forums and prompts. Since that November, Misky and me have been frequent visitors of each other’s blogs and have communicated through several social media 😀 Oh, I almost forgot, Misky not only writes amazing poetry, she also cooks and attends a magnificent garden! Those arts are far beyond me, so I’m pretty humbled.

As a way of recognition, I should myself nominate five other bloggers for the Liebster Award. You have no idea how hard it is. I picked around 10… OK, here are the final cast:

Viv Blake – beautiful poety, reflective pieces, amazing style (and she lives in France): http://vivinfrance.wordpress.com/

Magical Mystical Teacher -great haiku, always accompanied by appropriate photos (and she is a teacher, indeed) http://magicalmysticalteacher.wordpress.com/

Grace – she writes poetry which is really full of grace; whenever I try to write a meaningful comment to her verse, I come up with the same old, same old “oh, Grace, it’s so graceful” http://everydayamazin.blogspot.com/

Becca Givens – she amazes me with powerful and peaceful poetry combined with smashing photos. How do these girls have the patience to load all that… http://beccagivens.wordpress.com/

Diana Teneva – well, how wonderful is that I should meet another Bulgarian, also living in Bulgaria, through the web-forum, especially through one that is hosted by poets residing in India… I consider meeting Diana one of the best things that happened to me during this April. She writes in three languages, her haiku are tender and thought-provoking, and she has great taste for fine arts. Oh, and she is a teacher, too. http://www.dianart-dten.blogspot.com/

My dear friends, here are the rules of the Liebster Blog Award:

1. Thank the person that gave you the award in a post on your own site 
2. Nominate up to five blogs with less than 200 followers 
3. Let the nominees know they’ve won by leaving a comment on one of their posts 
4. Add the Liebster image above so all your readers know that you are a recipient.


Some words

For the past couple of weeks I have been able to keep up with the Poem-A-Day challenge, yet not really been able to enjoy as much reading as I would have liked. For the past few days, none.

Although I have been writing/poeming happily away, I find reading other’s poems very refreshing, encouraging and a proper form of celebration. After all, what is the Poetry month, if not a celebration of poetry?

Well, I have made up a certain schedule how I will cover all blogs I would like to read, but I am not sure yet, if I would be able to follow it.

Another thing I have been doing is the April Platform challenge with My Name Is Not Bob, aka Robert from Poetic Asides. Tasks are manageable, just as he said. I even set up a Google+ account, which was easy, of course. There are a couple of things I can’t really do, because I lack the tech savvy. I will need to “outsource” for those 😉

That’s about it. So far, the month of April has been going fairly well.

Nature vs Culture (Monday Mindfulness Revisited)

In the light of the recent events in Japan, I need to go mindful again and reflect on the troublesome nature of … well, Nature.

Today, I composed two short poems, here and here, both focusing on the disaster that hit Japan. I rarely do that, because my inspiration is too random (Even the poems about Chernobil, (here in English and here in Bulgarian) were written so much later and without any obvious occasion). Yet, this time, prompts by a couple of poetic websites/blogs served well and although I had originally intended to direct my poetic pieces elsewhere (it was before Friday, while I was speculating my poetic options for the coming weekend), they just happened to fit perfectly.

Again, I see, that no matter how great we may become, or how trifle, Nature will make us equal, by making things even in this case. So many grand and petty troubles were caused and solved by Friday’s quake, that they all faded into the common tragedy. In a grim and gripping single event thousands of fates obtained alternative twists. Possibilities are still to be considered. Now, it’s only tragedy, loss of souls, and silent tears!

In silent awe I wish the best possible to all! When you come to think of it, Mondays always mind the past two days, don’t they!


Two for Tuesday

I picked the title up from the Poetic Asides forum, so it is nothing new. I have been considering twisted Tuesday trend for today, but then gave it up.

Now, as this post must contain two-something, here they are:

One: The weather here is brilliant. All my friends across the Atlantic tweet about snow and/or storms. And here we are happy to announce spring is just round the corner. Hopefully, frost will not have its way again and ruin our bright mood.

Two: The recipes for cookies I got are too hard for me to try. 😉 Adi will surely try to talk me out of this. And she is quite likely to succeed. All I need is just a soft, friendly push into baking 😀 Almost like the one I got for NaNoWriMo.

One again: The sun rises earlier each morning and our drive across the Bridge is getting brighter (until summer comes and we start nagging about the heat).

Two again: The coming B-day party is not the appropriate platform to practice my baking skills. I’ll leave it till the following weekend. And I’ll post a report on the “how far/good I succeeded”.

Until then, enjoy your Tuesday, and hopefully it brings you many twos of niceties.

Last line as first line

We Write Poetry pops up with interesting prompts. Recently, they suggested we take a powerful (or just any) last line from an old poem we have written, and use it to start up a new one. I accidentally came by this particular one, and thought it might as well be a nice opening line.

Both are in English. Here is the new one:

Beyond my reason


and days roll by so tenderly

Beyond my memory


the falling tears of


Beyond the feel

of passing years

they flutter pinching at my ears

and laughing gravely

Beyond my reason

and then again


the thunderstorm of home