My body a temple without worshippers a reliquary with no relics an idol without fans My brain a pantheon home to many gods always room for one more My bodymind temple with many gods a home for reliquaries always room for one more relic My ego a relic a worshipper an idol a god Me a body a brain an ego a human
The last day of #NaPoWriMo! The month went by really fast this year. Our prompt for today at napowrimo.net was “to write a poem in the form of a series of directions describing how a person should get to a particular place. It could be a real place, like your local park, or an imaginary or unreal place, like “the bottom of your heart,” or “where missing socks go.””
The Egyptian book of the dead describes how to get to the eternal afterlife. Your heart will be weighed against Maat, embodiment of cosmic order and ethical behavior. Your heart has to be judged “an accurate witness” for the weighing to be valid. Mine is a crude summary – the scroll is over 17 feet or 5 meters long!
The poem was written before I found the art, and before I read the prompt today. I guess you can say it’s about finding yourself. If it gives any direction at all, it’s towards self-examination.
This has been a fabulous National Poetry Writing Month! I enjoyed the community, the prompts, the reading, the writing, the searching for art, all of it. I can’t even imagine how much reading Maureen must have done to come up with her daily choice of featured participants!
I hope to catch up with reading and listening to more of your poems in May. I’m behind with reading a number of you who I try to not miss out on. It’s fair to say that my voluntarily added challenge of picking a work of art from The Met everyday cost a lot of time too.
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amazing indeed. love the entire package of what you did every day. I went to the Met (copy cat that I am) hope you don’t mind– to look for an artsy image of a young girl. Found one for day 29. Lovely. Thanks to you. I still need to figure out how to make image smaller. I appreciate the holy encounter– you and all encouragers. thank you from the bottom of my heart.
It doesn’t feel like copy cat to me Selma. You got inspired, that’s what art does 🙂 🙂 🙂 And spreading beautiful art is a good cause I think. So more people is better ❤
Thanks for saying that. And yes. That’s how art creates ripples. Long May art go.
You are Angela and you have a fan. 🙂 I’m in awe of how you embraced the art this year and did a double job with wonderful results. All well to you!
Angela, although I was lax in comments, I read and enjoyed your month’s work. Your visual selections from the museum collection added a lot to your posts. Next year when I’m not in the midst of moving, I’ll hopefully have more time to participate more directly. Kerfe
You know I was busy with NaNo as well, but you are one I didn’t miss. Probably the one I read every day. I didn’t read many others, and I’ll try to catch up a little, because I feel remiss. But I REALLY like what you did with the art every day. It was beautiful to watch. And you KNOW I love your poems, I wouldn’t have offered your book twice otherwise 😉
Long live Angela! (particularly fitting, considering the theme of your last NaPoWriMo poem, don’t you think? 😉 )
XO