With this post I’m going to kill several April flies with one poem and twenty photos.
First, today is the second day of the poetry writing month. Hang in there if you happened to find me in the long list of participants of this year’s NaPoWriMo. There are 24×24 of us and after five years of blogging I know exactly four (if I haven’t missed anybody). How can this even be? Hi, Charlotte, Judy, Maggie and Patrick!
Second, this is the official April 2018 post for my 2018 Calendar in the making. Every month I look back and post twenty photos from the same month one year ago. This means that I took all the photos in the gallery below while writing poems for last year’s NaPoWriMo, my first.
And finally, this is the post for the Lens-Artists Photo Challenge on the subject of Hello, April. Which brings us to the poem.
Challenge 2: Write a poem that “resists closure by ending on a question, inviting the reader to continue the process of reading (and, in some ways, writing) the poem even after the poem ends.”
Hello April Fools
Italy is dry in the north.
Water is low.
And it’s April.
There should be floods.
It’s not the change of seasons,
it’s the seasons changing.
We rely on the cycle
and the cycle is breaking.
We are beyond foolish.
We are dead fools.
What will go first?
Water? Food? The sea?
Did you get that?
Does it compute?
How many more Aprils?
How many more poems?
Yesterday’s post might have made you think that I live in Rome where spring is going crazy, but no, I just visit as I did last April. The first four photos are from there. The rest are from my Maremma, the region north of Rome in the south of Tuscany where I have been living for almost six years. Welcome on a stroll with me.
Trastevere mural by My Dog Sighs. I like it how she is tethered. One can never be too sure. Rome state of mind. A supermarket on the fringe of Rome. Welcome to Maremma. My daily view. Nature reserve at Lake Burano. The boat is ready. Just two of many. Maremma cattle on the beach. 12 km of sandy beach. Orbetello lagoon where flamingos winter. Bestia in action. They removed horses from this pasture. I miss them. Four geese of the apocalypse. One down, three to go. Posted for last year’s green and yellow challenge. In nearby Pescia Romana. Camelia, I presume. Some orchid? There were many last year. Cassata siciliana. You deserved it.
For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge, hosted by Amy at THE WORLD IS A BOOK…: Hello April
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It is so beautiful where you live. Food for the soul after the warnings of the breaking cycle. I so agree with you. And thank you for the pingback!
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You’re welcome, Maggie! I was surprised to see so many bloggers taking part and I know so few. 🙂 And yet I follow so many but they don’t poem. April is the best month over here. In May greens start to die down and turn in yellows by the summer.
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What a stroll.
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Thank you, Bojana! I loved seeing Buk today. Thanks for that too.
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I’m dedicating the whole month to him, so there….
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Yeahhh!!
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It’s gorgeous where you live, and your daily view is wonderful.
She’s a bit creep even tethered! 😃
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Thank you, Deborah! Not just the nature, the light makes everything shine. I just cracked up seeing her every time. 😀
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Sad to hear about seasons change… Enjoy this set of photos. Always happy to see the views where you live. Thank you for sharing! 💗 🙂
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You’re very welcome, Amy! Always a pleasure to do posts for your challenge.
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Beautiful photos, thank you very much for sharing them, and for including the 1 line descriptions on them, I find them a very nice addition.
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Thank you, Oloriel, and welcome to my blog! 🙂 I like to give captions to my photos. Sometimes they are even funny. 😀
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“Some orchid?” No. Lilies of the Nile. Fabulous shots, wonderful poem on a scary topic. You are off to a good start.
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Oh, thanks, Judy. I was merely guessing, I knew that internet knows. 😉 The start was yesterday with a poem on how I do photography. I’m glad you like it all!
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A nice water resource poem, a subject close to my professional heart. My dog Sighs, always a perfect accompaniment to anything really. Great post.
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Thank you, Scooj. I fear to think about the summer if they have a drought now. Over here it’s okay, but to the north lakes are drying out. He just liked this photo on Facebook. 🙂
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Very cool.
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“How many more Aprils, how many more poems,” indeed!
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Who knows? Thank you for coming over, A.! 🙂
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Your poem is brilliant, Manja. And quite insightful! I love it! ‘Seasons changing’ 🙂 nice observation. And your photos are truly phenomenal! You outdid yourself! The reflections and composition of the Lake, the textures on that old boat, and the shallow depth of field at the beach seem inspired. I very much enjoyed this post! Thank you!
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Thank you so much, Lindsay! I wrote this poem right after I visited your post for Changing Seasons. 🙂 It brought me just what I needed to finish the poem. So thank you for that! 😉
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That’s very cool! Nature working her charms across the continents! 😃
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Love and hate your poem, Manja. You know what I mean. Great gallery as usual – and great thinking.
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Yes, sadly I know what you mean. Thank you so much, Leya.
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Very nice pictures indeed, especially those of the countryside. I just loved them
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Thank you so much, Flavia. It’s so easy to take photos around here. 🙂
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But you also have a good eye💪😊
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Ahh, grazie! 🙂
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Hiiiiii! I haven’t counted but I know very few at the NaPoWriMo site, too. Cool poem! You always have a u inquest POV. (((Hugs)))
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Thank you, Charlotte. Oh, that you also don’t know as many calms me down. 🙂 Let’s inquest on! 😉
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That’s unique not inquest. *rolls eyes*
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😀 I had a hunch it might be it!
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Love your photos. Your poem is sobering, especially:
“It’s not the change of seasons,
it’s the seasons changing.”
Actually, all of your couplets were pretty darned sobering. Well written, and hello new friend!
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Hello, Just Barry, and thank you for reading and your words. Sobering was the intention. 🙂 Welcome to my blog!
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“We rely on the cycle and the cycle is breaking.”
That sentence hit home with me!
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Thank you so much, Rowena. It hits everybody’s home, I’m afraid.
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oh wow – you have that daily view all the time – now wonder you are inpsired – ha
and loved this:
It’s not the change of seasons,
it’s the seasons changing.
also – the ending sweet treat with cool art plate –
nice ending
and welcome april
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Hehe, thank you, Prior. I’m telling this to everybody – over here pictures are taking themselves. 😉 I’m glad you like the plate. I have chosen them. 🙂
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well that is humble of you to say…
and I did not know that you wrote poetry – I guess I just have seen your “door pots” mainly – and so that was a nice treat – I think you combined challenges well
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Well, sometimes I do. I’m going to write one poem every day in April for this challenge NaPoWriMo! Welcome to stick around. 🙂
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I will definitely be back to check them out as the month unfolds –
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You live in a gorgeous place you lucky lady
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Thank you, Sherry! 🙂 Oh yes, sometimes I pinch myself and wonder how I’ve deserved it.
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I know it’s been said allready, but WOW those pictures a great. I bathed in them soaking up the views and colours.
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Angela, thank you so much. You haven’t said it yet, so there. 😉 Always welcome to return and resume.
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So many cute furry animals! It makes me have faith that it will turn out alright. I hope. Despite the restrained robot lady!
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Thank you so much, SMSW. I love it that my furries give you hope. ❤ That robot lady was in the same street as amore's father. I had often passed it. Kind of grew into a friend. 😀
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Hahah. Very Blade Runner-ish!
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Your first mural of the eye….my favorite ever, anywhere!!!!!
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Ahh, Judy, so lovely to hear this. Anywhere!! That’s high praise. And I’m glad that you visited an old post. Happy April poems!
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