April 1, 2025 — Commencement of the April Poem Challenge & Background on My Poem for Today: “Citified Yawps”

Our wintered-over grasses, now cut down

Today I learned a new word, the catalyst for a new poem. The poem, “Citified Yawps,” was sparked by the word “awn.” I encountered this word for the first time this morning in the glossary of a venerable botanical reference book, Trees and Shrubs of the Upper Midwest by Carl O. Rosehdahl.

I don’t own this book, but my friend, Bob Bensen, retired plant scientist and poetry lover, kindly made a copy of its glossary for me. I knew immediately that I could use this list of terms as prompts–as seeds, in effect–for this year’s April poems. In addition, I could extend a little bit my patchy knowledge of the plant world.

For me, it is always helpful to have an impetus when faced with the blank page and the need to write a poem in the next hour. I don’t seem to do very well with prompts offered by other people, though–not sure why–and so this year I am planning to use botanical terms unfamiliar to me.

About today’s poem: “Citified Yawps,” was inspired by the word “awn” in the glossary form Rosendahl’s book. If you, too, are curious about this delightful syllable, the link above will take you to a precise definition and a photo. I hope that I have used the word correctly as well as metaphorically. The surprise to me was how this syllable offered me a luge ride right into the work of Walt Whitman, right to my favorite passage, 52, from his “Song of Myself” which contains the passage:

I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love,

If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles.

as well as that fabulous phrase, “barbaric yawps”.

Awns are described as the “beards” of grasses, and so the associations brought Whitman to mind immediately. (Is this a word that everyone else already knows? Probably! I am glad it is now a part of my own vocabulary.)

Whitman is not in my circle of all-time favorite poets, but his influence on modern poetry cannot be denied, clearly.

Wishing you joy and poems all April long!

Note: I share April poems via email. If you are not already receiving these daily poem emails and would like to, let me know and I will add you to the list.

It is Sonnet Season! Maria W. Faust Sonnet Contest–2025–Open Until June 1, 2025

2025 Maria W. Faust Sonnet Contest
Call for Entries

Entries are now being accepted for the 2025 Maria W. Faust Sonnet Contest. The entry process is a one-step system. Sonnet(s) must be submitted with the Entry Form. Complete instructions for entering are available on our website.

The Maria W. Faust Sonnet Contest is an annual event that welcomes entries from around the world. Cash prizes, totaling over $3,000, will be awarded in several categories.

For more complete information, please click on the link below:

sonnetcontest.org

The deadline for entries is June 1, 2025. Submissions should be made through our on-line process, with payment option by PayPal or check. If this process presents a hardship, instructions for entering by mail will be provided upon request. Just send us an email.

entries@sonnetcontest.org

I love sonnets! The form is perennially engaing, long enough for complexity but short enough to memorize. I expect to be sharing a few newly minted ones this April. And I am looking forward to reading all the entries for the Maria W. Faust Sonnet Contest. If you have any newly minted sonnets now–or come to have any before June 1–why not submit one or more to this wonderful contest. (Check out previous winning entries at the contest website.)

Happy writing! Happy spring!

Leslie

Rose Made of Palm Frond

Happy Vernal Equinox! & Looking Forward to April Poems — My Ninth Experiment!–in 2025

Welcome to Spring!

Here in Minnesota, the earth is just waking up. This week, we have seen the first robins returning, the first cardinals, and the first brilliant blue scilla buds. It might be windy and chilly, but the days are longer and warmer, and the land knows spring is unstoppable.

This year, I am returning for the ninth time to the practice of writing and sharing a poem each day in April. This challenge, which I first attempted ten years ago, in 2016, has proven to be fun, fruitful, and sometimes frustrating for me. (Last year, I gave myself a fallow April, so this will be my ninth attempt.) Again this year, I will be sharing each morning’s poem via email, with an additional April something here on Winona Media. If you previously received emailed poems in 2023, you are already on the list. (Let me know if you wish to be removed from the list this year.) If you would like to be added to the list, let me know.

And if you are someone who is also participating in the April poems this year and would like me to share that information here, let me know! The more, the merrier!

My plan for this year’s poems comes from talking with botanist friend Bob Benson. I shall say more about that on April 1st. Meanwhile, may these crazy March winds blow all our winter cobwebs away–

Winter’s Last Sunset (March 19, 2025)