Where Poetry and Health & Wellness Meet ~ a Public Radio Interview at Rider University, on the Poetic Arts as a Nurturing Source for Our Well-Being

Your Poet & Poetorialist on air, being interviewed on the connection between poetry and health. At Rider University's Health Studies Institute; on their weekly Health411 program. 

Here's the link ~ or cut & paste the url below

http://rockwebsystems.com/…/…/health411/Health411_190421.mp3

We discuss the view, and my direct experience, that the poetic arts can serve as a nurturing source for our larger well being, for our emotional, mental and spiritual bodies; for achieving not just mindfulness, but as I call it, “wholefulness," integration vs dis-integration of self. 

Parts of ourselves that need their own tending, care and feeding, and exercising, of a kind, to stay healthy. That in turn supports and enhances our physical wellness; our full(er) aliveness. 

The show is in four 11-minute segments, with a minute announcement between each segment. 

Beyond the animated conversing, with interviewer (neuroscientist) Dr. Jonathan Karp, it includes me reading live some of my poems, and features several beautifully musically-scored ones taken from my poetorials Peace~ability for the 2018 Winter Olympics, and Ultramarine for the America's Cup. 

Enjoy listening in, and musing on the conversation and stream of ideas. And freely sharing this post or links with others who may be interested in these words and thoughts ~ and poems. 

I'm available for other radio and podcast interviews on this and a range of topics, where poetry and other parts of our living and being intersect and offer us possibilities for greater aliveness, consciousness and inner and outer connection ...

~ C o l i n

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In a Drop ~ a plein air poem & meditation on our connection with nature

In a Drop

 

 

of saltwater,

you can see an ocean

blueing;

 

of rain,

you can hear blossoms

opening;

 

of wine,

you can taste a landscape

sunning;

 

of quicksilver,

you can scent weather

coming;

 

of ink,

you can touch a poet

dreaming;

 

of a tear,

you can feel your being

flowing.

 

 

Colin Goedecke

in the woodlands

of Morristown, New Jersey

March, 2017

 

Homo digitalis | Digital Man

Homo digitalis   /   Digital Man

 

 

Over-wired 

to the world.

 

Under-wired

to the heart.

 

E-volving 

and devolving.

 

Who lives yin-ly

and yang-ly, i.e.

 

actually

and virtually;

 

from restless

plugging in

 

to endless plugging up.

A curious species

 

both spacious 

and specious.

 

Man of this

progressively

 

Expressive-

Regressive,

 

time-lapsing

Moment.

 

 

Colin Goedecke

moving between cityside & countryside

March, 2017 

 

Early Summer Morning, After Rain ~ a plein air poem for summertime in the City

Early Summer Morning, After Rain

 

 

Stepping into the city

after a nightlong rain,

 

onto cool, wet cobblestones.

 

Into full, floating scents

of moist earth,

thriving green leaves,

the lime-musk

of sycamore bark,

the pale perfume

of a run-wild rosebush.

 

Into quietly inviting feelings

of freshness, lushness.

Everything washed down,

washed clean;

every planting overspilling.

 

Past puddles

in the walking path

all clear and still,

like the reservoir

I circle softly round,

 

but for the ripple

of a bell

from an old churchtower

ringing

the morning hour

across the water.

 

 

Colin Goedecke

Central Park, New York  

July 5th, 2016

 

 

 

 

continue the (r)evolution ~ a plein air poem for our human species, our humankind

continue the (r)evolution

 

 

and (re)cognition, from

 

 

Homo habilis.

Able man

 

to

 

Homo erectus.

Standing man

 

to

 

Homo sapiens.

Knowing man

 

to truer, maybe sooner

 

inner glowing,

outer flowing

 

Homo animas.

Soul man.

 

 

 

 

Colin Goedecke

Convent Station, New Jersey

July, 2016

 

Let the Fireworks Begin ~ a plein air poem for the 4th of July

Let the Fireworks Begin

 

 

 

The star showers.

The wild flowerings.

The palm trees and peonies,

dahlias, chrysanthemums

of high-flying light;

The waterfalls

of sparks, colors.

The bright night-burnings

embering down

into dark.

The flashes

and shimmers

of earth-flung comets,

bracelets, diadems.

The rocketing arcs

you follow with wide-open eyes, 

almost held-breath,

till you ohh and aah

from the outbursts

of silver and gold;

emerald, rose, rare blue.

Feel the ensuing booms

reverberate in your belly

as you lie face-to-sky

on a wide-spread blanket

easy and cozy with friends.

And savor all ~

amid the dangling spangles,

and wizzing, crackling,

whistling sounds ~

with innocent wonder.

Through the last fanfare:

the blazing, rousing finale;

the applause,

the drifting clouds

of smoke and contented crowds.

 

 

 

Colin Goedecke

Morristown, New Jersey

July 4th, 2016

Sea Cycle - a poem from the Coast of Tuscany

Sea Cycle

 

 

 

A man rides his bicycle

on the sea;

salt rubs the tires,

sun reflects on the soles

of his shoes

as he pedals

over starfish

and speckled crabs,

under seagulls

and threaded clouds,

past fishermen

and upright bathers -

until the pier,

where he turns left

and follows the sun down

over the horizon.

 

 

 

 

from The Speed of Sight

Colin Goedecke

Forte dei Marmi

October 1997

Klimt in His Garden ~ a poem for Klimt & Krabbe

Klimt in His Garden

        

      for Jasper Krabbé  at his 2007 New York Opening,

      on a painting of the painter Gustav Klimt

 

 

 He moves in a moonlength robe

through an evening green garden

of quietude; with hidden feet

that touch the muted grass and moss;

his figure almost afloat

under the first blooms

faint and soon fragrant

on the branches over his silent head

and soft beard, without thought

of brushes or canvases,

only this moment

savoring the poetry

of a Spring night

in his garden.

 

 

 

© Colin Goedecke

In Chelsea, New York City

March, 2007