Friday, April 01, 2011

NaPoWriMo 2011 April 1

April 1, 2011

April wakes up dizzy
dream phantoms circling
wet snow slapping the window
vague uneasiness heavy on her chest
the night had not been restful.
She goes out in the predawn
to where the sun should be rising
to relieve battered March
of a year bathed in chaos.

(c)2011 Noreen Braman

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Getting Ready for National Poetry Month 2011

Forsythia Window by Noreen Braman
April is approaching, and this April fool (born on the 7th) will once again be taking the National Poetry Month challenge to write a poem a day for the entire month. To start the creativity flowing, and also as a response to the snow we have been having for the past 2 days, here is a headstart poem.


March in New Jersey

One false spring warm day
undoes weeks of patient waiting
and joyful crocus reaching sunward
end up enrobed in snow.

One false spring warm day
encourages coatlessness
and barefoot garden explorations
gloveless hands caressing forsythia buds.

One false spring warm day
strengthens the almost-mute siren call
of ocean and sand and sun
until exhausted winter retreats.





(c)2011 Noreen Braman 
 

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

My St. Patrick's Day Sodabread Article





Sure and if it isn't that time of year again. Time to link you to my favorite Irish sodabread recipe. Enjoy!

 Just like Grandma Never Baked.

Tuesday, March 01, 2011

Bye-Bye Borders

I was saddened this past weekend to enter a favorite Borders store only to find it sporting "store closing" signs. It is the second Borders store I frequented that is closing, and at this point, I don't know if there will be one anywhere within reasonable driving distance for me. It looks like their late entry into the e-reader market may be a big cause of their downfall. Their struggle does provide an example for businesses of all types, as highlighted in this article:

What Associations Can Learn from Borders’ Struggles: Amazons On The Border

Monday, February 21, 2011

Are Uterus Police in Our Future?

The miscarriage I experienced in 1983 is one of the most devastating experiences of my life. I remember sitting in my rocking chair, holding my toddler daughter, both of us rocking and crying. I remember a former boss, upon meeting my husband in town, saying to him "well you didn't want another baby this soon, anyway, did you?" Until now, I thought that was most insensitive, thoughtless and hurtful thing that could be said to anyone going through such a loss. I can not believe that if an ignorant legislator from Georgia has his way, that women in his state who lose babies will actually have to endure an "investigation" into whether or not the miscarriage happened "naturally." In affect, he wants to create Uterus Police who will invade your HIPPA-guaranteed privacy, insult your intelligence and question your motives and health status. And if those Uterus Police decide that your loss did not occur "naturally," that you will be charged with "fetal murder."

Of course this is an obvious attempt to reveal to the ultraconservatives who in their community may or may not have had an abortion - a way for them to get their hands on Federally-protected information and further their anti-abortion agenda. This legislation is a disgusting affront to women, no matter what one's views of abortion are, and most likely it will never be passed into law. However, the fact that anyone could even propose such barbaric legislation in itself should be a crime.

If you can stand to read the actual bill, click here.