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and here is a home link to the IBPC rules: http://ibpc.webdelsol.com/rules


Poems recommended to represent the Block are posted here in this thread, along with all IBPC required info.

When the 1-3 are decided upon, and permission granted by each author of the selected poems,

along with the all info needed by each author:


1/Your name

2/e-mail address

3/statement that the poem is your original

4/and unpublished work

5/and that you are not representing in the current IBPC

6/and the poem as you would like it forwarded to the finals.

^^ All of the above is the usual needed info as part of the process.


I will then forward the 1-3 to the IBPC finals.


Please reply - accept or decline - in this thread.

Thanks,

Michael (MV)


 
 
 
 

2 Suggested Nominations from Siva:

"Can you please nominate (request) Billy,'in an open field' and Mojave's "Entrepreneur In Tamilnadu.' for the March[April] IBPC.

Siva"

Suggested Nomination For The April IBPC Poems: viewtopic.php?f=3&t=5841


Thanks, Siva, for recommending these 2,



Michael (MV)

 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Siva, Michael, thanks for the nomination, but I don't think it would be appropriate. I posted that poem on a whim. I don't participate in workshopping. I think others, who participate regularly, should have a chance.

Thanks again,
Billy

Hi Billy,

Thanks for the reply.


Would you please reconsider:

1/ You are a long-time regular.

2/ The poem has favorable comments, in addition to Siva's & mine:

viewtopic.php?f=2&t=5839

3/ Your poetry hasn't represented the Block since January IBPC; there has been some time in-between

4/ Yours would be 1 of 3 entries; that still leaves 2 other enties for 2 other poems.


Billy, Please reconsider & reply in this read.

Thanks, Billy.

Sincerely,

Michael (MV)

Billy wrote:Siva, Michael, thanks for the nomination, but I don't think it would be appropriate. I posted that poem on a whim. I don't participate in workshopping. I think others, who participate regularly, should have a chance.

Thanks again,
Billy

 

 
 
 
 

Thanks, Michael, I would be honored to represent the Block. This is my original poem, unpublished. I am not representing any other site.

Billy Howell-Sinnard
bhowellsinnard@gmail.com



in an open field

not knowing that soil
still clings to them
that their bones
yearn to be found
before they turn to dust

that the wind sings
through them
the endless song
of their former lives

that worms weave
a space for souls
the dead are convinced
will come to them
on a grey winter day

as sparrows foraging
in snowless patches
of last year's stubble

Thanks Billy for representing, and for providing all the needed info. Good Luck in the finals.


I have PM'd mojave re Entrepreneur of Tamil Nadu; hope he posts a reply soon. Thanks Mojave.


April - National Poetry Month

Poets
the creative class
of kind

 
 


Michael (MV)



 
  
 
 
 
 

I've also PM'd Siva

Siva,

if you are not already representing another board with a poem
how about your snake poem?

Thanks.


Sincerely,

Michael (MV)



 
 
  
 

The poem "Snakes Were More Familiar ' is my original,unpublished poem and I am not representing any other block. sivakamivelliangiri@gmail.com


Snakeskin Jackets Were More Familiar

Beneath the coconut palms in the cement pit
I collected snakeskin jackets of dull shades and design,
much like collecting labels of box matches
or silver liners of cigarette packs and traded them
in the evening for small pleasures.

Grandfather was a Tagore figure, lean and wiry-strong;
princelike, he wielded the thin bamboo on the slime
of the python advancing on the tar road, and with a few deft
arcs he would take it out.

Grandmother had a different tale to tell—a favorite
was the Asher Seth lady-- paramour of her husband
whose piety spoke in white, her pet snake pampered
with silver saucers of warm milk under the lady's cot,
slept near her, so that to an outsider, it would appear
a displaced coil of hair.

Daddy warned me to beware of the bottle neck and the green snake
with a bud-like mouth dangling from mogra branches;
it coiled like a creeper and clung like a tender shoot,
liked to tunnel through the human ear losing track.

Amma was a beautiful maiden, like Shakuntala in a pond;
she sang sweet songs as she paddled those paddy fields
wooing parrots,snakes and Siva in Tamil, like P.U.Chinnappa.
Creatures, tinkled her anklet so often it became ritual.

I collected flowers with the snake hood, and peered at pollen
and a tiny yellow Siva Lingam that crouched in the bottom layer,
thought God had made duplicate snakes to jump and drop
from gnarled trees, perhaps He would make me a snake kite too
to fly in the November sea breeze.

Thanks Michael for suggesting, and Billy for submitting.Please post your poem 'cinquain. I was feeling so bad for messing it up that I did not visit the block for two days.

Siva