Creative Thursday

Welcome to #CreativeThursday! Manlihood is about personal development for men.

Every Thursday, we feature and highlight one part of masculinity that is often pushed to the side – creativity! This week, Josh Hatcher of Manlihood and Out of Your Shell Poetry will read “An Eclipse is Only Perspective” from “When Sea Billows Roll” available on Amazon today!

An Eclipse is Only Perspective

From “When Sea Billows Roll” Available at Amazon Today!

She was a beauty.

An Eclipse Is Only Perspective

When the moon, white as bone,
Passes in front of the sun.
The earth is shrouded for a moment.
Still. Quiet. And mesmerized.
Only the sun’s fiery crown lights up the edge of the sky.

Prophets cry out.
Scientists scribble notes.
It’s an omen! It’s science!

Yellow fire turns black.
The bone white moon turns black.
And wisps of sun fire glow almost green or blue.

Perspective really is everything.
She can block out the sun.
She can inspire poets to dance,
  wise men to wonder,
children to blind themselves to get a once in a lifetime glimpse.

And a day’s journey away – the moon passes over, and no one even notices.
The world isn’t ending. The sun doesn’t go dark. No one is on their manicured lawns staring at the sky through goggles.

From their perspective, nothing changes. No bone white moon. No fiery crown. No blackened sky.

Welcome to #CreativeThursday! Manlihood is about personal development for men.

Every Thursday, we feature and highlight one part of masculinity that is often pushed to the side – creativity!

This week, Josh Hatcher of Manlihood and Out of Your Shell Poetry will read “Old Man and the Mill: ONE” – a poem from his book “Sweat, Sawdust and the Millpond” Available now on Amazon.

Old Man and the Mill: ONE by Josh Hatcher

From Sweat, Sawdust, and the Millpond

She was a beauty.

Ancient and upcycled old saw mill. 

I have no idea what was original, and what has been replaced and hobbled. The antique yellow engine, half the age of the rest sputtered and coughed up diesel, spinning her belt.

The old sawn boards, greyed and cragged by the sun – cracks filled with white pine sawdust.

The old steel, tracks and carriage were black, with orange crust creeping at the edges. We kept it and the massive blade covered with rubber tarps, but moisture always found a way in….

Just enough to leave a little crust, not enough to eat it away.

My job was to clean the bark with an old crowbar. The bath in the deep millpond usually did it’s trick. The bark would shed like t-shirt… mostly in one piece.

We spun the log on the carriage, Old Man Bill and I. 

I’d dodge his occasional curses as she played with him. 

She’d taunt and tease. After all, she was much older than Old Man Bill.

And I’d stand on the backside of the blade, guiding the timbers over the rollers to the forklift. 

On a hot day, she would reward me, coating me with wet sawdust and millpond spray. Oh, the smell of white pine and pond water and diesel was the best summer.

And at the end of the day, the spring that fed the millpond would give me a drink. I’d stick my whole face into the hole in the ground and suck the water in. Drowning just long enough to cool my hot tongue.

Get “Sweat, Sawdust, and the Millpond” by Josh Hatcher here

Welcome to #CreativeThursday! Manlihood is about personal development for men.

Every Thursday, we feature and highlight one part of masculinity that is often pushed to the side – creativity!

This week, Josh Hatcher of Manlihood and Out of Your Shell Poetry will read “Failure to Extinguish” – a poem from his book “When Sea Billows Roll” Available now on Amazon.

Failure To Extinguish by Josh Hatcher

From When Sea Billows Roll

I don’t think you understand

When you tell me to be silent.
When you tell me to hush.
When you tell me my words are offensive.

I don’t think you understand
Why I have to say it.
Why I refuse to hold my tongue.
Why these words flow.

I don’t think you understand

There is a fire in my bones.
There is truth that must be spoken.
And I’m physically incapable of holding it back.

I don’t think you understand

That love is not offensive.

That truth sometimes hurts.

That Love and Truth are the same person.

I don’t think you understand
That fire can be refining and not only destructive.
That though I am burned, I am not consumed.
That this fire can’t be extinguished.

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