Showing posts with label Six-Second Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Six-Second Poetry. Show all posts

Welcome back to our six-second poetry series! Today I whipped up a little something-something featuring the third line from Sylvia Plath's "Mad Girl's Love Song". Click here to read the full poem if you find yourself intrigued. It's a good one, promise.





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Welcome back to the six-second poetry series here at Floodmark! Today's Vine features your very own editor's handwriting annnnnd the words of one Rainer Maria Rilke. You might have heard of him? Sort of memorable. 






Check back soon for more Six-Second Poetry! In the meantime, you can follow us on Vine for exclusives + other fun things. Just click on the little green "V" up there in our social media bar. AND, if you're still a-thristin' for some more bite-sized poetry, you can check out the complete series by clicking here.



Good morning, Floodmark folk!





Welcome to this installment of the Six-Second Poetry series! We're baaaaaaack! And we have some more footage from our little trip to Chicago. Once again, we're in front of the gorgeous Marc Chagall mosaic mural called "The Four Seasons". This time, we feature the last lines of James Wright's poem "A Blessing". For the record, I'm totally obsessed with this incredible conclusion. Can you dig it? Follow us on Vine by clicking the little "V" in our social media bar! You'll find all sorts of fun stuff on our Vine account as we explore visual and auditory poetry with these mini projects.






Thanks for following along! Tune in next time for another installment of Six-Second Poetry! You can find all our installments by clicking here.


Welcome to this installment of the Six-Second Poetry series! Today we have the last lines of Jeffery McDaniel's poem "The Archipelago of Kisses". We took this video footage in front of Marc Chagall's mosaic mural, "The Four Seasons" in Chicago. Like it? Follow us on Vine by clicking the little "V" in our social media bar! Sorry about the shakiness! It's called the Windy City for a reason. (Well, actually, not that reason, but it's pretty damn windy.)




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Floodmark's Six-Second Poetry series continues! You can find all the posts by clicking on our "Six-Second Poetry" tag (located to the right), or by checking out our Vine (the little green "v" on our social media/"what's new" bar). Today we're happy to present the very influential and glorious last lines of Lord Alfred Tennyon's last lines of "Ulysses". Enjoy! Share if you can dig it.






If you'd like to see a poem featured on Floodmark's Six-Second Poetry series, or if you're interested in reading for us, feel free to shoot us an email (floodmark.editorial@gmail.com) or leave a comment on this post.



Hello, my friends! The Six-Second Poetry series returns this week with a well-timed video. Considering that Chicago (where us editors are based) has only just had a record-breaking snowfall (19.3 inches, people. NINETEEN POINT THREE INCHES.), it only seemed appropriate that this week's video feature one of my favorite winter quotes from e.e. cummings:

the snow doesn't give a soft white damn Whom it touches. 

Which just about sums it up: snow is this beautiful, ethereal, floating stuff---and it also doesn't give two shits if it happens to fall at such a rate that your rush-hour commute takes 2 1/2 hours. (No really, my commute was 2 1/2 hours BOTH ways on Tuesday.)

In short, there is a reason we were all enamored of it while we were children: because we also didn't give a soft white damn, before we became something resembling adults and forgot what a miracle it seems to live in a world where, for four months, little pieces of frost spontaneously float down from the sky to land amid your hair, on your tongue, and in a halo around your face.




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As always, it's been a pleasure. Stay tuned for the next installment of Floodmark's Six-Second Poetry Series!

A quick note on some credit info: the music for this video is a short clip from a piece called "Etude 2 for Piano" by Philip Glass. It's played by Bruce Brubaker. The GIF in the background is found on Tumblr.com---as far as I can tell, there are multiple sources.


It's that time again! The Six-Second Poetry series returns this week with a reading of Ezra Pound's "In a Station of the Metro"; the ultimate short 'n sweet poem. The background video is a waterfall in slow-motion I took on a winter hike. You like? Two-seconds prior to that video I discovered that slow-motion was an option on my new phone. As you might have guessed....I now have like 15 videos of slow motion things. It's a new obsession. Prepare to be slow-mo'd, Floodmark. 

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HAHA. But in the nice way, obviously.


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That's all for this week. Stay tuned for the next installment of the Six-Second Poetry Series!




We've got some super-fancy, super-quick six-second poetry for ya'll today! Like it? Want more of it? Click our social media button (the green "V" at the top of the page), and follow us, like us, and whatever else folks do these days to spread the word. Stay tuned for next week's Six-Second Poetry!



If you'd like to see a poem featured on Floodmark's Six-Second Poetry series, or if you're interested in reading for us, feel free to shoot us an email (floodmark.editorial@gmail.com) or leave a comment on this post.



SO, here I am, serenading you with the words of James Wright. You're a lucky person, friend. ;)





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Until next week...this is Alli, over and out.

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