By: Damaria Senne,
on 12/9/2010
Playwright and poet Efemena Agadama left this message on my Facebook page, after we connected: No matter how laudable our words might be No matter how evergreen our vegetation of words might seem There are some paths too noble to paint with words And there are people too amazing to honour with words ...you are one of such paths ...you are one of such people Thanks for being a literary light
By: Damaria Senne,
on 11/11/2009
Feeling a bit more energetic today. Started the day early, updating web sites and initiating discussions on forums. Reader responses to my question on whether you would want to know if your partner was cheating on you was very interesting, in that, most people on the forums where I posted the question, including FB, foscussed on the potential for disillusionment and pain. It was only later that
By: Damaria Senne,
on 11/11/2009
For the past couple of days, Baby has been reciting some very bad poetry for me. What she does is she latches on onto a word, and creates sentences around it. The one rule is that the sentences have to rhyme. And in case you're wondering, she knows it's bad. The worse it sounds, the better she likes it. She's even talking about uploading Dak Skroef as a ringtone on her cellphone, just so she
By: Damaria Senne,
on 10/8/2009
The day evolved into a long moment full of poetry. I expected the Eisteddford thing. The event was held at St Benedict's Catholic School For Boys. Baby's school did very well thanks.They earned their diploma, I thought. But then I'm biased.Through the event Baby discovered Kenn Nesbitt's poetry, and she's in love. So she spent most of the evening yesterday reading a selection of his poems for me
By: Damaria Senne,
on 6/8/2009
This performance was at the first ever Urban Soul Poetry Slam held at the Ster Kinekor, Maponya Mall in Soweto.No I wasn't there!And doing a poetry session just about intimidates me speechless. But I can appreciate an interesting session when I see one.This is also a shout-out to my friend Ramon Thomas. Last we spoke, you mentioned wanting to check out urban poetry slams?For more information
By: Damaria Senne,
on 7/14/2008
I’m looking for a poem titled ‘At the Supermarket.” Not sure who the author is. Baby needs it for a school project; she’s taking part a poetry recitation competition [Eisteadford] and part of the learning is for her to learn to research techniques by finding a copy of the poem herself. She has already done regular searches on Google, Yahoo and DMoz, but the poem didn't come up. That's when I
By: Tracy,
on 3/1/2008
Bear is asleep underground waiting (and dreaming) of Spring's arrival.
By: KellySchwark.com,
on 2/29/2008
...COLOR waiting to bud!
With spring still weeks away, and my yard still covered in its snowy white blanket, I just started imagining all of the lovely colors still sleeping. Soon the snow will be gone (but not before giving a hefty dose tonight!) and we will be graced with all of those beautiful hues from underground!
By the way, thanks for letting me join all of you here. Please feel free to visit me at my blog & website! I'd appreciate any feedback as I am still new to the world of freelancing! Thanks.
By: josh pincus is crying,
on 2/28/2008
The challenge this week at Monday Artday is "underground".
By: Candace Trew Camling,
on 2/28/2008
I just finished this piece for my portfolio. I know I can't win the weekly challenge, but it's fun anyways! These kids are planning to bury a treasure UNDERGROUND!!
Candace Trew Camling
By: Richard Cardona,
on 2/28/2008
In the tube, in London, they often warn you to "Mind the Gap." The Gap is usually there, when you're not minding him, but never seen.
By: Richard Cardona,
on 2/26/2008
By: Richard Cardona,
on 2/26/2008
By: Richard Cardona,
on 2/26/2008
By: Richard Cardona,
on 2/26/2008
By: Richard Cardona,
on 2/26/2008
By: Richard Cardona,
on 2/26/2008
By: mike r baker,
on 2/25/2008
The challenge for the week of February 25 to March 1:
Underground!
Illustrate your interpretation of the theme. Have fun!
Lovely.