4 Aralık 2021 Cumartesi
"In the best conversations, you don't even remember what you talked about, only how it felt" John Green
28 Ekim 2021 Perşembe
25 Ekim 2021 Pazartesi
Treehouse Climate Action Poem Prize
The Treehouse Climate Action Poem Prize is given to honor exceptional poems that help make real for readers the gravity of the vulnerable state of our environment at present.
Established in 2019 with generous support from Treehouse Investments, the prize will honor three poets. First place will receive $1,000; second place, $750; and third place, $500. In addition, all three poems will be published in the popular Poem-a-Day series, which is distributed to 500,000 readers. Poems may also be featured in the award-winning education series Teach This Poem, which serves 35,000 educators each week.
Submissions for the 2022 Treehouse Climate Action Poem Prize will be accepted from September 15 to November 15, 2021. The judges are environmental thought-leader and activist Dr. Mustafa Santiago Ali and poet Alexis Pauline Gumbs.
for more pls go to: https://poets.org/academy-american-poets/prizes/treehouse-climate-action-poem-prize
Additional resources on the climate crisis:
SDG 13: Climate Action
The National Resources Defense Council
The Union of Concerned Scientists
The Sierra Club
The Sierra Club, Redwood Chapter
Koshland Science Museum
“How to Understand the UN’s Dire New Climate Report” by Robinson Meyer, October 9, 2018, The Atlantic
“Winning Slowly is the Same as Losing” by Bill McKibben, December 1, 2017, Rolling Stone
Read this interview with the team at Treehouse Investments about their work and their funding of the Treehouse Climate Action Poem Prize.
Paul Simon Tells the Story of How He Wrote "Bridge Over Troubled Water" (1970)
Simon & Garfunkel - Bridge Over Troubled Water (Audio)
Lyrics:When you're weary, feeling smallWhen tears are in your eyes, I'll dry them all (all)I'm on your side, oh, when times get roughAnd friends just can't be foundLike a bridge over troubled waterI will lay me downLike a bridge over troubled waterI will lay me down
It takes a certain amount of hubris to write a song like “Bridge Over Troubled Water”—to write, that is, a secular hymn, a non-religious gospel hit for burned-out sixties’ folkies. Maybe only a tragic flaw could inspire a composer “coming off the back of four hit albums and two number one singles in four years” to soothe the disaffection of down-and-out Americans who could see the bottom from where they stood in 1969, a year notorious for its cultural disaffection and political gloom.
Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel’s status as superstar hitmakers at the end of the decade perhaps made it harder for viewers of Songs of America—the television film in which “Bridge Over Troubled Water” debuted—to take them seriously.
for more pls read: https://www.openculture.com/2021/02/paul-simon-tells-the-story-of-how-he-wrote-bridge-over-troubled-water-1970.html
23 Haziran 2021 Çarşamba
“I defend not my voice, but my silence.” -Anna Akhmatova
Julia Hetta
“I am in the middle of it: chaos and poetry; poetry and love and again, complete chaos. Pain, disorder, occasional clarity; and at the bottom of it all: only love; poetry. Sheer enchantment, fear, humiliation. It all comes with love.”
“I have a lot of work to do today;
I need to slaughter memory,
Turn my living soul to stone
Then teach myself to live again…”
“And if you knew from what scraps
Poems are born—without shame
Like yellow dandelions by a wormy fence,
Like wild spinach or the common burr.”
“I marvel at everything as if it were new.”
“Regarding myself as a mere echo,
Cave-like, unintelligible, and nocturnal…”
“The whole time I was hoping my silence would fit yours and exclamation marks would gently float across time and space so that boundaries would be crossed; the whole time I was praying you would read my eyes and understand what I was never able to understand. See, we were never about butterflies. We’ve always been about burning stars. All about us is unearthly and radiant.”
“As the future ripens in the past,
so the past rots in the future—
a terrible festival of dead leaves.”
“I seem to myself, as in a dream,
An accidental guest in this dreadful body.”
13 Haziran 2021 Pazar
“What can be explained is not poetry.” William Butler Yeats
The Stolen Child
Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats;
There we've hid our faery vats,
Full of berrys
And of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim gray sands with light,
Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night,
Weaving olden dances
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight;
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles
And anxious in its sleep.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star,
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams;
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
Away with us he's going,
The solemn-eyed:
He'll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast,
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest.
For he comes, the human child,
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than he can understand.
2 Haziran 2021 Çarşamba
To my students @beykentunv
Dear Students,
All prezis are uploaded at Pusula Beykent. Please feel free to download and analyse them before the Final Exams.
I wish you success.
best
gh
PS.: For further questions pls e-mail me.
3 Mayıs 2021 Pazartesi
week 11 Beykent Uni -Survey to English Lit
Dear Students,
Here are the two prezis that I have used in our lecture.
Feel free to ask me questions.
best
gh
https://prezi.com/view/v7VeHynNlkQLPKy6iGJQ/
https://prezi.com/view/NfpozbBU35YTMZW5RzTK/
24 Nisan 2021 Cumartesi
To my students @beykentunv
Dear Students,
Due to some sudden changes, the Uni offered me some lectures.
I was willing to continue "Survey to English Lit" and "Presentation Skills".
So be prepared!
best
gh
20 Nisan 2021 Salı
Bulutlar açmadı Mavi gök orda mı? - Cahit Zarifoğlu
Mavi Gök Orda Mı
Bakıyorsunuz kuşlar
Hazır
8 Mart 2021 Pazartesi
2 Mart 2021 Salı
13 Şubat 2021 Cumartesi
“For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo.” - William Shakespeare.
7 Şubat 2021 Pazar
14 Ocak 2021 Perşembe
Conference: COMMENT MANAGER SON EQUIPE A DISTANCE?
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