Tuesday, November 24, 2015

SUNY ECC Students and Modern Poetry [Visiting Speaker on Poetry]



Published on Mogul



Jennifer Campbell --> jennifer-campbell.com/ educator, editor, poet and writer, invited me to speak to her SUNY ECC students on Modern Poetry, Writing and Spoken Word. The students had such enlightening questions to ask me during and after. This is a short audio excerpt of that visit.

This can be listened to on Think Twice Radio and Soundcloud and below, embedded.






We often do not realize what we project out to the world and feedback is important. After we talked, laughed and learned from one another, a few students had mind blowing things to say to me.

One student told me she enjoyed my talk because I was simply real. Another stated that she adored my reading of the poem "I Am' because it empowered her. One student told me that "I pulled a Stephen King" and I will take that compliment with a great big smile. Several students told me that I did a good job and my writing is different and for me, such words are important and essential and tell me I am on track at getting my own messages across regarding all forms of writing.

This audio is funny, upfront and well, it is me, simply as I am. I hope you enjoy. I am most honored to have been able to speak to students on writing. 


Thank you Jennifer and thank you to all the students of her Modern Poetry course. 

Get writing! 


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Speech


How does one say

         isleofview?

such words seem
hollow even

         pinging
echo like

         stone

dropped for
         distance

traveled

d
  o
   w
     n

         well(ing) within

HOME
 


Monday, November 23, 2015

Being No-thing-ness



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We meet people for the purpose of elevation of the soul, sometimes elevation for one person, hopefully, for both.


On existence:

From Being and Nothingness: "Sartre contends that human existence is a conundrum whereby each of us exists, for as long as we live, within an overall condition of nothingness (no-thing-ness)—that ultimately allows for free consciousness. But simultaneously, within our being (in the physical world), we are constrained to make continuous, conscious choices." 



I agree. This is a difficult way to exist at times.
 
People enter our paths for reasons. It is up to us to understand what the purpose is. Sometimes you may not know right away. No matter what occurred before, during and after, our mission for betterment and evolution of consciousness is to realize that everything is eventually positive. There are no negatives. Only lessons on both ends. It is not your mission to make the other person realize this; it is only your own understanding and purpose that matters. 


This is growth.

Giving of yourself allows openness, acceptance, and vulnerability. Without being free in the sense of an accepting soul, there simply cannot be divine love. Giving of self can be both beautiful and painful. Do not fear this, accept it, allow yourself to feel and move past all human condition to a place where you are grateful for every experience and encounter.

I have discovered that a lot of people are afraid of a pure unconditional outpouring of love. There is fear attached to love because we are taught by society to be on guard. This is not a natural way to exist.

Terms such as "soul-mate" and "one and only" keep us from experiencing numerous spiritual bonds in various fashions and such bonds must be honored and respected. The only time you must walk away from a situation is when there is pain and hurt. It is unhealthy to stay in a place of negativity.
 


Think: Purpose met, time to leave.


Humanity is in dire need of healing. 
 
It is so easy to love and
there is so much love to give. 





Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Your Most Holy Mouth





On Audio HERE
 




The wind screeches thunder
like my
breath
caught,
a doe
in headlights


Your eyes
deep as night,
the velvet silken touch of eve -
your skin,
olive, tanned,
muscled arms,
around me
wrapped,
ever so loving


My legs
slender, tight
gripping your
heart
beats
fast
for the sun to rise
and rise
and shine
like Valhalla


I hear the Valkyries
scrying wondrous wishes
upon the backs
of great golden eagles
flying across heaven
as kamikazes
bringing us
golden majestic
cirrus dreams
of reams and streams
of years
of walking barefoot
together,
apart,
hand in hand
mouth to
lips
to
neck to thighs
to the middle of my
third eye
wide
open


The birds sing sweetly
for us,
the grass grows tender
as roses in November,
and the seasons bestow upon us
burnt sienna skied sunrises


And the sand in our eyes
is glitter on New Years Eve,
when the clock strikes midnight
and a new year births itself
between my legs -
your most holy mouth,


sighs


© Susan Marie