Theme: Weathering the Storm Storms don’t ask permission. They don’t care who’s ready, who’s tired, or who’s already been hit before. Some come loud with warning. Some build quietly until everything shifts. Still, every storm carries something… whether a noise, pressure, release. Today we explore what it means to endure, to adapt, and to face what comes with the chaos. ⸻ Prompt 1 – You Can’t Have the Storm Without the Thunder Write a poem about what comes with the chaos. The warning signs, the echoes, the parts that announce what’s about to hit. What always accompanies your storms? (Angle: cause and consequence / warning signs) ⸻ Prompt 2 – I Learned to Dance in the Rain Write a poem about finding rhythm inside the storm. Not waiting for it to pass, but learning how to move through it. What did you discover about yourself while everything was falling? (Angle: resilience / adaptation) ⸻ Prompt 3 – After the Rain Write a poem about what remains once the storm has passed. What did it leave behind? What changed, what survived, and what are you now standing in? (Angle: aftermath / reflection / transformation)

This will be one of the poems that will be in my upcoming book, Verses of Naoetry... Tell me what you think?

(Activity) Inner Weather Check (Exercise) Name your current internal climate using weather language. One phrase or term only. No explanation. Here’s My Offering (Example): Fatigue in the atmosphere, Body under repair, Breath learning a better rhythm, No rush on the rebuild, Healing doing its quiet work. #SouthernSeoulSpeaks #tresduravia

Given a compliment by... The Elder, a scarred handed Poet...Brother Minister... Firebrand using etymology to inform...plus... Spread the Holy Word... Shared stages in person... Audio rooms on App platforms... Encouraging, said my pen is strong... Gave my work a staccato... Repoetry...reporter poetic form... Bringing the information... News...for chastisement...of evil ones Cultural upliftment... Edutainment...Dripology... Humbled, that's respect... Iron sharpens Iron... Purification fire... Delivering the works which provides knowledge of Black brilliance... Representation of Cultural excellence... Even in the face of hardships.. Being denied our rights... Plus correct designation, monetary compensation... Today's Repoetry... The genius of Raye Jordan-Montague... Black Sister performed a feat, thought impossible... Taught herself computer programming and engineering... Because racism and misogyny, wouldn't allow her to attend.. Institutions to acquire this knowledge or degree... She would not be deterred... Though she was only classified as a clerk typist...in Naval Operations... The department she worked in was given the task... Create the schematics for the USS Oliver Hazard Perry frigate... The pale ones told the USN it would take months.. The math and calculations by a room of white male engineers... All of whom became ill simultaneously... Black intelligence, critical thinking mathematician, with never say can't in her genes... Programed the UNIVAC 1... Full schematics were completed in nineteen hours... This was the first time in history...this action was performed...by anyone.. Remarkable Sister saved the day... Impeccable work even though Naval Operations said, Black folks and Women...were not allowed..to be engineers... Phenomenal Sister determined can't be stopped... Became the first Black Woman, Computer Engineer Program Manager of Ships in Naval Operations history... Lyrically yours, MydNite Renaissance ❤️‍🩹

And back in the studio…. There are two versions of this track sample and I want honest ears on both before I move forward. Version 1 Version 2 And tell me why: which one feels more haunting, more cinematic, more emotionally exact, more replayable? I’m listening for: the vocal tone, pacing, atmosphere, tension, and which version actually leaves a mark after the 1:20 ends. Help me choose which version of “Do You Fit In?” deserves the next stage.