#ArsPoetica

English, Poems

Ars Poetica: Fathoming the Unfathomable

• 7 April 2025

Hola! This poem is part of my Ars Poetica – BlogchatterA2Z 2025 series, where I explore the art of poetry through 26 stanzas, each beginning with a different letter of the alphabet. Every day, a new stanza unfolds, building upon the previous ones intuitively and organically. If you’re just joining in, feel free to read from the beginning or simply dive into today’s reflection on poetry.

Stanza 6 of the Ars Poetica—Fathoming the Unfathomable

From the hush of intuition, a question stirs:
 What holds the poem—form or freedom?
 Is it the spine of a sonnet or the spill of free verse
 That makes it belong to this moment’s breath?
 How do we fathom what resists being known?
 Do we chase it down, begging for clarity,
 Or wait—still, receptive—
 As it arrives bearing its secret confession?
 A bloom in the dark,
 Not of confusion,
 But creation.

(to be continued...)

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Collaborative Poetry: Midnight Marvels

English, Poems

Ars Poetica: Echoes of Ecstasy

• 5 April 2025

Hola! This poem is part of my Ars Poetica – BlogchatterA2Z 2025 series, where I explore the art of poetry through 26 stanzas, each beginning with a different letter of the alphabet. Every day, a new stanza unfolds, building upon the previous ones intuitively and organically. If you’re just joining in, feel free to read from the beginning or simply dive into today’s reflection on poetry.

Stanza 5 of the Ars Poetica—Echoes of Ecstasy

Echoes of ecstasy then arrive in evocative expressions
Like a divine intervention
With a download of disengaged words
Splattered across the field of imagination
Each word holds its own pulse,
Gathering under a shower of light.
And as they take root in the hush of thought,
A forest rises from buried seeds—
Each a quiet promise of life.


(to be continued...)

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Visual Poetry: A Simple Introduction

English, Poems

Ars Poetica: Dance of Discovery

• 4 April 2025

Hola! This poem is part of my Ars Poetica – BlogchatterA2Z 2025 series, where I explore the art of poetry through 26 stanzas, each beginning with a different letter of the alphabet. Every day, a new stanza unfolds, building upon the previous ones intuitively and organically. If you’re just joining in, feel free to read from the beginning or simply dive into today’s reflection on poetry.

Stanza 4 of the Ars Poetica—Dance of Discovery

Da-dhan da-dhan da-dhan da-dhan—
 Now that she has all my attention,
 There’s a dance of discovery,
 Like Rumi’s twirls of ecstasy,
 Spinning into silence, into knowing.
 The da-dhan’s of my world take no words —
 Not yet.
 They pulse in rhythm, syncing with my breath,
 Or with the beat the poem decides to take.
 For now, it’s just the da-dhan, da-dhan, da-dhan —
 Where beats prelude the dance of diction,
 Where language holds its breath before the plunge.

(to be continued...)

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Acrostic Poetry: Crafting and Variations

Breath is either effortless or laborious but never biased.
Between the choices I make to
Notice or ignore the mundane messengers of life
Pushing their way into my senses,
Breath bursts into life—
Being & belonging
In every pause I make
Between silence and words.

And in those pauses,
Breath turns to poetry,
Balancing on the edge of awareness,
Bridging the known and unsaid,
Believing that the lump down my throat
Deserves breath, deserves life—
Even when packing dabbas
Isn’t a metaphor heavy with prophecy…

(to be continued...)