Poetry and Sundry Items

iew all the authors and illustrators taking part in the TD Canadian Children's Book Week here. PJ Bracegirdle's in BC and Mahtab Narsimhan is in Manitoba, among many others.







onderbar! As in Jacob Wonderbar and the Cosmic Space Kapow by Nathan Bransford, due out on 12 May. Here's the Jacob Wonderbar trailer.







is for X marks the spot. Though there's no actual X on Thror's Map. Can't wait for the release of The Hobbit movie!

es, I've been procrastinating on editing, but I have been doing research. Rosa is separated from her husband only two days after their marriage and they're apart for a few agonizing nights. He manages to slip her a note directly before they part, lines of love that include a short poem. So I've been looking up various forms of medieval and humanist Spanish and Ottoman poetry. Discovered the verse form ghazal today (woefully ignorant of me not to have known it by name before). Even Thomas Hardy has a poem in ghazal:

The Mother Mourns

Thomas Hardy

When mid-autumn's moan shook the night-time,
And sedges were horny,
And summer's green wonderwork faltered
On leaze and in lane,

I fared Yell'ham-Firs way, where dimly
Came wheeling around me
Those phantoms obscure and insistent
That shadows unchain.

Till airs from the needle-thicks brought me
A low lamentation,
As 'twere of a tree-god disheartened,
Perplexed, or in pain.

And, heeding, it awed me to gather
That Nature herself there
Was breathing in aerie accents,
With dirgeful refrain,

Weary plaint that Mankind, in these late days,
Had grieved her by holding
Her ancient high fame of perfection
In doubt and disdain . . .

- "I had not proposed me a Creature
(She soughed) so excelling
All else of my kingdom in compass
And brightness of brain

"As to read my defects with a god-glance,
Uncover each vestige
Of old inadvertence, annunciate
Each flaw and each stain!

"My purpose went not to develop
Such insight in Earthland;
Such potent appraisements affront me,
And sadden my reign!

"Why loosened I olden control here
To mechanize skywards,
Undeeming great scope could outshape in
A globe of such grain?

"Man's mountings of mind-sight I checked not,
Till range of his vision
Has topped my intent, and found blemish
Throughout my domain.

"He holds as inept his own soul-shell -
My deftest achievement -
Contemns me for fitful inventions
Ill-timed and inane:

"No more sees my sun as a Sanct-shape,
My moon as the Night-queen,
My stars as august and sublime ones
That influences rain:

"Reckons gross and ignoble my teaching,
Immoral my story,
My love-lights a lure, that my species
May gather and gain.

"'Give me,' he has said, 'but the matter
And means the gods lot her,
My brain could evolve a creation
More seemly, more sane.'

- "If ever a naughtiness seized me
To woo adulation
From creatures more keen than those crude ones
That first formed my train -

"If inly a moment I murmured,
'The simple praise sweetly,
But sweetlier the sage'--and did rashly
Man's vision unrein,

"I rue it! . . . His guileless forerunners,
Whose brains I could blandish,
To measure the deeps of my mysteries
Applied them in vain.

"From them my waste aimings and futile
I subtly could cover;
'Every best thing,' said they, 'to best purpose
Her powers preordain.' -

"No more such! . . . My species are dwindling,
My forests grow barren,
My popinjays fail from their tappings,
My larks from their strain.

"My leopardine beauties are rarer,
My tusky ones vanish,
My children have aped mine own slaughters
To quicken my wane.

"Let me grow, then, but mildews and mandrakes,
And slimy distortions,
Let nevermore things good and lovely
To me appertain;

"For Reason is rank in my temples,
And Vision unruly,
And chivalrous laud of my cunning
Is heard not again!"

e end of the A-Z challenge is here! Congratulations to everyone who did the challenge properly; it was a blast reading all your posts each day about places on earth, emotions, old tv shows, what have you. Thanks everyone for a great ride. See you in May!