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Creative Juice #139

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Creative Juice #139

Lots of inspiring stuff this week.

NaPoWriMo2019 #30

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baby; baby sleeping

Lullaby

Precious baby
Little angel
No more crying
You’re fed
You’re dry
Let go
Sleep now

©ARHuelsenbeck

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Monday Morning Wisdom #204: Y is for Yoda

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Monday Morning Wisdom #204: Y is for Yoda

Do, or do not. There is no try. ~Yoda, in The Empire Strikes Back.

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NaPoWriMo2019 #28

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Platypus-sketch

Platypus

The platypus looks like a joke.
Though he’s covered with fur,
His mouth is like a duck’s bill,
And his front feet are webbed.
His tail is flat like a beaver’s.
On his back foot he has a spike
That he uses to poison his enemies.
He loves to swim.
His mama lays eggs,
And when the babies hatch,
They lap milk that leaks through her skin
And pools on her belly.

©ARHuelsenbeck

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X is for Xu Wei

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X is for Xu Wei

Xu Wei (1521–1593) was a Ming dynasty Chinese painter, poet, and dramatist famed for his artistic expressiveness. He is considered the founder of modern painting in China.

Xu, a child prodigy, was raised by a single mother who died when he was 14. At 21, he married a woman surnamed Pan, who died five years later.

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Chrysanthemums and Bamboos

Though he passed the county civil examination at age 20, Xu was never able to pass the provincial civil service examinations, even after attempting it eight times. Nevertheless, Xu found an unspecified job working with Hu Zongxian, Supreme Commander of the Jiangsu-Zhejiang-Fujian coastal defense against the wokou pirates.

During the 1550s and ’60s he succeeded in gaining a reputation as a poet and painter, but as his reputation as an artist grew, so did his infamy as a drunkard and a madman.

When General Hu was arrested and lost his position, Xu Wei feared a similar fate for himself. Xu became mentally distraught and attempted to commit suicide nine times, such as by axing himself in the skull and drilling both of his ears. His mental imbalance led to his killing of his second wife Zhang after becoming paranoid that she was having an affair. He was jailed for seven years until a friend managed get him released at the age of 53 by reason of insanity.

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Grapes

Xu spent the rest of his life painting, but with little financial success. However, his paintings are highly sought after in modern times.

Xu Wei wrote a play based on the Ballad of Mulan. Yes, that Mulan, Disney lovers. She may have been an actual female warrior between 420 and 589 AD. He also wrote three other plays with women’s themes. Xu was an early women’s rights advocate.

Xu Wei was also an accomplished poet. Xu’s collected works in 30 chapters exists with a commentary by the late Ming writer Yuan Hongdao.

Of the various arts Xu Wei practiced, he held his calligraphy in highest esteem. Next was his poetry.

It’s ironic that a scholar who could not pass the civil service examination is remembered today for his achievements in the realms of literature and art.

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Bamboos

You can see more of Xu’s paintings here.

Information for this article came from the Encyclopaedia Britannica and Wikipedia.

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NaPoWriMo2019 #26

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Venice, Rialto bridge, gondola, canal

Travelogue

What would it be like to travel the world
To see places I’ve only heard about
The tombs of the Pharaohs
The temples of the gods

To see the places I’ve only heard about
The canals of Venice
Lofty temples of strange gods
Windy mountaintops crowned with crosses

The canals of Venice
Sailboats on the sea of Galilee
High crosses atop mountains
Deserts shimmering with mirages

Sailboats on the sea of Galilee
Surfboards on the coast of California
Shimmering mirages in miserable deserts
Camels in the Sahara sand

Hanging ten on the coast of California
Tigers stalking the jungles of India
Camels in the sandy Sahara
What would it be like to travel the world

©ARHuelsenbeck

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NaPoWriMo2019 #25

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April in the Low Desert of Arizona

My favorite time of year
To walk the neighborhood
Mockingbirds tease me with their songs
Hummingbirds dashing from trumpet to trumpet
Everything in bloom
A feast for the eyes
A riot of color
Though sometimes my nose
Detects the blossoms’ subtle perfume
Before I even see them
Embryonic fruit makes my mouth water
With the promise of future sweetness
Even the wilderness is
Awash in nature’s perilous seduction
The cactus displaying its plumage
Look but don’t touch

©ARHuelsenbeck

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