Come Play Poemancer This Sunday!

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Are you curious about our forthcoming card game Poemancer: A Poetry Journey? Do you live in or near NYC?

This Sunday, September 28th, we’re going to be part of an immersive poetry workshop called Between the Lines. Poets will move through different themed rooms to write inspired poetry. One of the rooms is ours!

The event is at Purgatory in Bushwick from 7-10pm. 675 Central Avenue, Brooklyn. Free to attend, but please RSVP here:

https://dice.fm/partner/dice/event/rybx85-downstairs-between-the-lines-28th-sep-purgatory-new-york-tickets?dice_id=7072959

We would love to meet you and show you our card game!

We’ll be back with our regularly scheduled poetry prompts next week. In the meantime, here’s a poem that bowled me over recently:

“Everything” by Mary Oliver

No doubt in Holland,
when van Gogh was a boy,
there were swans drifting
over the green sea
of the meadows, and no doubt
on some warm afternoon
he lay down and watched them,
and almost thought: this is everything.
What drove him
to get up and look further
is what saves this world,
even as it breaks
the hearts of men.
In the mines where he preached,
where he studied tenderness,
there were only men, all of them
streaked with dust.
For years he would reach
toward the darkness.
But no doubt, like all of us,
he finally remembered
everything, including the white birds
weightless and unaccountable,
floating around the towns
of grit and hopelessness––
and this is what would finish him:
not the gloom, which was only terrible,
but those last yellow fields, where clearly
nothing in the world mattered, or ever would,
but the insensible light.

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