Friday, May 3, 2013

Radio with Ruthann Amarteifio : A week in Palestine and Poetry



 





Ruthann Amarteifo conducts an evening of a week in Palestine ending with spoken word and poetry.

The first half of the show features violations reported by the Palestinian Center for Human Rights relayed via Raymond Blaine. A solitary altercation between an Israeli and a Palestinian resulted in the destruction of cultivated crops and almond trees by fires, school buses attacked, more than 90 Israeli military incursions, the wrongful abduction of people, children and elderly wounded, the destruction of mosques and further demolitions of private property.

The initial cause of the week Raymond reports on is a direct result over a peaceful protest against the confiscation of land in Palestine by Israel.

Later in the show, Ruthann brings three poets together for a round table discussion on poetry, writing and life, including live readings of their work.

Derek Ubuntu Dunham and Quin Overman discuss essential aspects of writing such as inspiration, creative writing classes, copyright issues, and styles of poetry. Both writers focus on areas of inspiration like social awareness, writing groups and their experience reading the written word.

Crossover art is touched upon [one artist that embodies several genres of art such as painting, music, writing, sketch] and that talking about issues through writing and poetry ignites people to think more deeply about social issues.

Native American and African philosophy are brought to the surface through Derek and Quin and Susan Marie joins them towards the end of the show reading her piece, "This is my America" adding her inspirations, favorite writers and general reflections on the written and spoken word.

All three poets, along with Ruthann, discuss various aspects of nations in distress, specifically Palestine and Pakistan, as well as the muse and where each poet delves to reach that in depth place inside the soul that is responsible for automatic wring and stream of consciousness.
 


To listen to the show, please link :  Gather Round with Ruthann Amarteifio


[To contact guests on the show and Ruthann, link directly to their websites by clicking their names above.] 





Friday, April 12, 2013

Thoughts While Sleepwalking




On Audio --> here


it leaps and bounds
love
climbing vines towards Heaven

zinging past stars, galaxies
meteors flashing
supernova stargaze falling embers


like a waterscape canvas
melting nightscape backdrop
settling upon blooms

springing forth
from each bud


an electrical buzzzzzzzzzz

resonating
a bumblehum
of drones
leaving the air
thick and heavy
like buttercream frosting.

If you look to the sky, you will see the energy
electrical lines quake and quiver 

a sonic boom
like static
traveling down one arm
to the fingertip
that touched Gods' own
on the ceiling of the Sistine.

Michelangelo knew about love.

Aboriginals knew.

They needed no speech.

They felt the Earth
pull their chests
outward
magnetic
a throbbing ache
of telepathic temple
told presence of
Mother Earth
God
Buddha
Muhammad
The Great Spirit
Yahweh

The bum in the gutter
has knowing eyes.
I bet you never took
the time to see.


Next 

         time
                  look 

                           closer

the iris
reflects

the freedom
of knowing
the same crazed stare
of a driven soul
escaping through 

tunnels of poetry
waiting to flood
the city streets
and drown 

the foolhardy.

The Genesis 


of an Apocalypse.  


© Susan Marie 

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

the most beautiful songs




On Audio --> Here


Sometimes
the obscurest birds
sing
the most beautiful songs.

Like a child,
placing blocks,
worn,
letters faded, atop another.

Oh . . . so carefully.

Or in the kitchen,
where one woman,
beautiful,
with her hair tied back,
cooks
and silently hums to herself,
her family, waiting,
in the other room.

And the man,
viewing his child below him,
placing worn blocks with such intent
then shifting his gaze to the back of his wife,
in the kitchen,
standing.

And there is no music.

No words are spoken.

It is simply understood
that sometimes
the obscurest birds

sing

the most beautiful songs.


 

© Susan Marie and Shivpreet Singh

*Shiv said to me, "Sometimes the obscurest birds sing the most beautiful songs." 



 

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Friday, March 8, 2013

I Am Kashmir


On

The News Tribe [Pakistan]
We Speak News [India]




I Am Kashmir


Dedicated to Shaheed Tahir from Baramulla

a
rat
a
tat
tat

ya hear that?

another round
locked, and loaded

where boys,
are forced to be
men

and women
are raped

and children,
throw
stones

until a bullet hits the skin
piercing within
the gentle flesh that God made

My skin is worn
my heart,
heavy
and my mind,
must constantly evade
the darkness

Yet I am light
and my spirit

it IS strong

it flies with the midnight moon
chasing stars
supernovas
faster than the speed of light
stronger than the wind
more powerful than the sun herself
shining

celestial majestic divinity . . .

Aged.

I am

Kashmir.


© Susan Marie 2013


* CNN yanked this off of my professional media profile today. This young man, Shaheed Tahir died in Indian occupied Kashmir this week.
 

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Rustling the Leaves: Talking Leaves



Randy Rumley, [Raiders of Niagara] along with Talking Leaves independent bookstore since 1971, in conjunction with Just Buffalo Literary Center presented "Rustling the Leaves" with Ken Feltges, Susan Marie and Mark Fulk.


Below is live audio of poetry readings, an excellent article by Max Crillen and a photo stream.




"Rustling the Leaves"

1) Mark Fulk
  click here or direct download right click here

2) Sue Marie
click here or direct download right click here

 
3) Ken Feltges
  click here or direct download right click here
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Thank you, as always, for supporting the arts. 


Friday, August 31, 2012

How Do I Explain?





how do i explain
the sunset
when she drapes herself elegant
climbing through tree limbs
still green with summer
dappling brick buildings
causing brown to change to burnt sienna

how do i explain
a solitary leaf
each vein sprawling
as arteries and veins
spreading life
throughout one being

how do i explain
the rushing wind
as she kisses my cheeks
gracing my face
as the touch of an angel
on a summer's eve

it is how one would explain a science
of chemistry and emotion
all six senses alive and acute
stirring and spinning
as Autumn leaves unberthed from their rest

it is as difficult to explain my love for you
as simple as it is

to love you.


copyright Susan Marie 2012

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Message in the Madness: and other updates


 
"Nightingales Perched Upon Knots of Mother Nature" For Syria  On WeSpeakNews [India]


"The Reformation and Degradation of Humanity: On WeSpeakNews [India] 


"Message in the Madness" On WeSpeakNews [India]




"Pieta" in Kritya [India] 


"Art Will Be the Death of Me" in Kritya [India]