Poems

Is Oprah Poetry?

Yes!

How do we know this? Well, we’ve polled thousands, submitted a thesis to our professors at Cambridge, sent a message to E.E. Cummings, and asked the National Poetry Registrar and they all agree — OPRAH IS POETRY!

Okay, maybe we didn’t go that far, heck we don’t even know if there is a National Poetry Registrar but we did watch Oprah’s twenty-fourth season kick-off party and we think her little flash mob stunt set to the Black Eyed Pea’s was, simply put, poetic.

So, if you missed it, we thought you’d want to check this out:

Because isn’t poetry everywhere?

National Poetry Day

Today is National Poetry Day in England!  But what good is an international day of celebration if you can’t celebrate?  To help you along, we’ve created a list of the top five things you can do to ring in the good cheer:

#1 Visit the official website of National Poetry Day and send an e-poem to someone you know.

#2 Make like Arthur Rimbaud and Ernest Hemingway and sip Absinthe ’til the green fairy takes you away.

#3 Dig up old college literature anthologies and start reading - challenge yourself to actually finish “Paradise Lost” this time.

#4 Write a simple, “Roses are red, violets are blue…” poem, sign it “Your Secret Admirer,” and place it on your crush’s windshield before he leaves for work.

#5 Take a walk through nature and absorb the poetry that is this world!

Sweatshop Free…

But we’re still sweating!  Why?  Because it’s eighty-five degrees today and we’re hoping to bust out of the office and head down to the beach.  Yesterday, we took time off to head to Venice for one of Shiva Rea’s yoga classes and we got inspired.  Busting out in a spontaneous Yoga Trance Dance, we were reminded that in this time of economic turmoil we still have the ability to move our bodies and feel the beat of the Earth.  Sure, our portfolios may plummet and our cars may be silenced with the rise of gas prices, but what better way to bring a smile to our faces than jumping around and dancing with fifty other sweat dripping yogis?  So, while our clothes are sweatshop free and made right here in Los Angeles, we believe that term goes way beyond the factory and starts at home.  What’s the point of supporting sweatshop free companies if you’re working seventy hour weeks in miserable conditions just to pay for that product?  Take a moment to step back and look at the bigger picture.  If you’re an employer, I ask you… How are your employees feeling today?  Are they scared?  Crank up the iTunes and let them dance wild in their cubicles.  If you’re a diligent worker, do you feel paralyzed by the possibility that your job may be gone tomorrow? Run off to the beach or the woods, connect with nature and remember that there’s more to life than work.  Remember that you have family and friends and Mother Nature to comfort you when you’re down.  Whatever the case, remember, sweatshop free starts with you! 

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