The Versesmith

  D ribble is the poem form of the D rabble, a 100 letter (don't count spaces for punctuation) word story.  The D eath , by Charles-Fernand de Condamy, print date 1880-1910, from Goodwill for $5.21 in frame not shown. Torn between the gruesome scene and beauty of the print, I focus on the latter, and imagine Reynard lived to see another day. ©202 6  Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved  

C ognac and C actus, my name for it, is a pastel I got at St. Vincent de Paul.  The poetry form is a cinquain, a syllabic form of 2/4/6/8/2. cognac and cactus pair strange bedfellows indeed one goes down smooth, the other not so much ©202 6 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved  

   B ird Women (my name for it) is a ink on paper I rescued from the Goodwill Outlet bins. B lackout is a type of Erasure poetry where you take existing text and black out words to reveal a new work from what remains.  The B lackout follows my poem. Dryope was a mortal woman in Greek mythology who was transformed into a tree nymph. She sighs, this nymph, her arms all verdant boughs, with blossoms. Her sister found her rooted in the ground. A f ace , tr embling and weep ing. ©202 6 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved     The Fable of Dryope - Ovid's Metamorphoses by Alexander Pope  The Fable of Dryope - Ovid's Metamorphoses Book 9, [v. 324-393] She said, and for her lost Calanthis sighs , When the fair Consort of her son replies. "Since you a servant's ravish'd form bemoan, And kindly sigh for sorrows not your own; Let me (if tears and grief permit) relate A nearer woe, a sister's stranger fate. No Nym...

    Welcome to Day 1, or Day   A , of the Blogging From A to Z April Challenge !  Each day of April, with Sundays off, I'll be posting artwork from my collection A to Z with a few short lines about the work and an A to Z poetry form.  So, on with the Challenge! The  A rtist was painted by my father, Winstead D. Smith, in 1962.  I didn't know until I was in my 50s, when my brother told me, that this was me! The A quarian  is an invented form created by Mari e Mazz.    * Syllabic, 2-4-6-2 syllables per line, any number of   quatrains * Unrhymed lines within each quatrain I sit at the table too intent on my work to see. He stands behind, silent, sketches for a painting to come. Hanging in my bedroom, at last I learned the trut h. I t’s me! ©202 6 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved  

  That sound you hear is drum rolls across Blogger-Land as authors reveal their 2026 April Blogging from A to Z theme!   http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/2026/03/theme-reveal-blog-hop-atozchallenge.html My theme is The A to Z of Artwork with Poetry Forms A to Z .  The artwork comes from my collection.  Most are thrifted or at least secondhand, in fact 21/26 are.  The A to Z is either the artist title of the work, or what I call it.  I think X pushes it a little, not a title, but the image of X.    On my other blog This and That: A Blog  I will be sharing the same art without the poetry. So, make plans for April and pick a theme!  Make a post about it and link it on the theme reveal page linked above.  

dVerse's Haibun Monday : " A Life on Mars " Tribute  Write a haibun that alludes to the themes of the excerpts from Tracy K. Smith’s “ Life on Mars .” Tina says what if dark matter is like the space between people When what holds them together isn’t exactly love, and I think That sounds right—how strong the pull can be, as if something That knows better won’t let you drift apart so easily, and how Small and heavy you feel, stuck there spinning in space.            Tracy K. Smith, “ Life on Mars ” Graywolf Press, 2011, p. 37 One of my brothers died around this time last year, although we didn’t find out until late autumn. My remaining brother and I don’t know exactly when he died. No one does. We can only go by the date on the death certificate. We know he died at home, but don’t know who found him, or how long he’d been gone by then. He lived alone, and lived a lonely life. He’d alienated himself from the rest of our family over the y...