March 31, 2010
Celebrate National Poetry Month

In the spirit of National Poetry Month (April), the Indiana Humanities Council will be posting a series of poems by Indiana poets, whom Indiana Poet Laureate Norbert Krapf invited to participate. We’ll head into the month with a statement and poem from Norbert Krapf.

Indiana Poet Laureate Norbert Krapf at an Indiana Humanities Council event

The Indiana Poet Laureate is in effect the poetry ambassador for the state and also represents poetry to the world beyond. The poet laureate gives talks and readings in schools, libraries, community centers, and to various groups, but also promotes the work of Indiana poets by scheduling and introducing a reading series like the April Artsgarden Poetry Series at noon on Mondays, begun by my predecessor Joyce Brinkman, or like the Words on Wings: Indiana Poets mini-festival I helped to organize for the Indiana Historical Bureau at the State Library in August.

In my view, poetry and song are kissing cousins. To help reunite these cousins too often separated by the academy, I have given performances around the state with my jazz pianist and composer Monika Herzig and the group of singer-songwriters and their bands who participate in the Hoosier Dylan show that has taken place in various old theatres in central and southern Indiana. I have also read poems at concerts by the Indianapolis Chamber Orchestra and the University of Indianapolis Chorus, the Butler Symphony Orchestra and Chorus, and at a number of house concerts. And I have taped my poems for inclusion in Cary Allen Fields’ themed programs for his “Fields of Bluegrass Hour” and “Redbud Radio” (Americana music) on WICR.

Poetry and song always have a place and a future. They cannot be stamped out. They are expressions of the human spirit that will out! If a poetry magazine or press, a reading series, or an open mic in one place goes under, it will sprout up somewhere else. Poetry is an expression of the human spirit and as long as there are human beings alive somewhere, there will be poetry. As Ezra Pound said, it matters that great poems get written, but it matters not who writes them.

Poetry may not sell much in our country, but it’s very much alive everywhere, in classes, in bars, restaurants, and cafes, in libraries and community centers, in concerts where folksingers alternate with poets and jazz trios back spoken-word poets, in slams, in performance poet venues. People who learn how to read or hear poems can follow their intuitions into them and come out with their intellects awakened. Reading poems helps people learn how to write, compress their language, express their feelings, and become aware of their inner lives and that of other people. How can that not be of value to anyone who wishes to be aware, articulate, and fully human?

Readers may find information about me and my work at http://www.krapfpoetry.com/ and www.in.gov/arts/2393.htm. I offer the following poem for National Poetry Month because of what I have said about poetry and the life of the spirit (Rumi is the 13th-century mystic Sufi poet who is the best-selling poet in the U.S. today):

Rumi for Breakfast                                            

I am in a hospital cafeteria
eating breakfast, looking out
on a garden of pink roses,

green lily and pachysandra.
My mouth is eating scrambled
eggs and fruit and sipping tea.

My mind and spirit are reading
Rumi’s poems about living
in two worlds, the outer and inner,

about being in one place
and another at the same time.
As I take sip after sip

of this spirit, I feel
healthier and healthier.
Rumi, what a doctor!

You can see a number of Indiana poets in action at the Artsgarden (above the intersection of Illinois and Washington Streets, Indianapolis) throughout April during National Poetry Month. Poetry readings will be performed each Monday at 12:15 p.m. For a schedule of events, click here.

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4 responses to “Celebrate National Poetry Month”

  1. Poet Sorin Adam says:

    Poem : Attraction on the dance floor, a basic instinct.
    .
    Dance, dance on the dance floor,
    You and your fatal attraction…a basic instinct.
    .
    Dance, dance on the dance floor.
    Me and my eyes watching you,
    Watching your movements,
    In this music of these “madness” sounds.
    .
    It’s dance, it’s dance but not only dance,
    My eyes are watching your dance, your eyes.
    Atraction and fielings. And love.
    .
    Dance, dance and sounds…
    These are not only movements of dance,
    These are felings of love. And atraction of you.
    .
    The sounds come to us,
    and this f*cking body becomes wanderful,
    to be loved by my eyes, by my soul…
    I lose my mind and watching you,
    I lose my soul. I want you now.
    .
    Hearing this song of love,
    I touch your body and you say to me :
    Touch me again and again… and be mine.
    .
    Dance, dance on the dance floor,
    You and your fatal attraction.
    Dance, dance…these are felings, love and music.
    .
    On the dance floor me and you and these f*cking sounds.
    Touch me again and again, say our bodies, our hands :
    Touch the music, touch the sounds,
    This is love, this is love,
    Touch me, says my soul…and kiss me.
    .
    Dance, dance, this is not only dance,
    This is atraction and love.
    Dance and touch my body,
    Touch me again and again.
    Touch me now, my eyes say…
    And love me now and again.
    Dance, dance, this is not only dance,
    Touch me again and again…and be mine.
    Kiss me.
    .
    author : Sorin Adam, poet

    Haiku
    .
    Dance on the dance floor,
    Touch me again and kiss me :
    Fatal attraction.
    .
    Author : Sorin Adam, poet

  2. Poet Sorin Adam says:

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TehFZ38kt6o
    .

    Haiku about my “Securitate”
    .
    The red past time ’86,
    A dark icy room in that place.
    Write, said the police.

    Poet Sorin Adam

  3. Poet Sorin Adam says:

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Unnh0T2Ftro&feature=related
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    Haiku about you and me
    .
    Love is Univers,
    Univers and Harmony.
    Harmony is Life.
    .
    Author : Sorin Adam,
    Poet

  4. Poet Sorin Adam says:

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZaGNAL_u-SU&feature=related
    .

    Play with (Super) Rifle…
    – Haiku –
    .
    Play with dominos,
    House, door, words, window and you.
    Young, “free” and Rifle !
    .
    author : sorin adam,
    Poet

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