Some new habits have already fallen away. For example, I think I went three days in a row without a preamble. Either I found it unnecessary (as it actually should be with poetry), or I just ran out of time or energy or both. But I continue with the continuity of titles or the lackContinue reading “#387: Poem on April 13, 2021”
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#386: Poem on April 12, 2021
Poem on April 12 In my deck of Greek philosopher trading cards is the rare Tomarchus, disciple of Socrates, a rhetorician, accused of licentiousness by Aeschines, some other Greek philosopher so obscure he doesn’t have his own card. In my deck of science fiction terminology trading cards is the word areography, the study of and/orContinue reading “#386: Poem on April 12, 2021”
#385: Poem on April 11, 2021
Poem on April 11 Note to Self: Hey self. Why so crabby lately? You might need to exercise or meditate. Why so resistant to exercise and meditation? Do you feel that, since you have deprived yourself of a single bad habit that you must also even the scales with the deprivation of a couple ofContinue reading “#385: Poem on April 11, 2021”
#384: Poem on April 10, 2021
I’ve developed a couple of new habits this April for National Poetry Writing Month. Mostly, with only one exception, I’ve been writing little preambles, you know, introductory remarks, before each day’s poem. I’m introducing the prompt I followed, or explaining why I ignored the prompt, or how I manipulated the prompt toward my own devices.Continue reading “#384: Poem on April 10, 2021”
#383: Poem on April 9, 2021
Poem on April 9 Things to do: Shovel shit out of the back yard. Empty the poop bucket. Mow the lawn again. Avoid dying. Attempt three moredays without alcohol. Decide. Finish teachingthe school yearin still another modethat’s never beforebeen attemptedin the history of yourschool. Be best. Decide again.Find a way to removethat stain. Purge.Acquire newContinue reading “#383: Poem on April 9, 2021”
#382: Poem on April 8, 2021
The prompt for today was to write a monologue from the p.o.v. of a deceased person, in the style, say, or at least inspired by, Edgar Lee Masters’ Spoon River Anthology. That’s a pretty good idea. But my heart’s not in it–my computer was shut down and I was trapped in the study with dogsContinue reading “#382: Poem on April 8, 2021”
#381: Poem on April 7, 2021
1/1/2/3/5/8. These are the syllable counts for a six line poem called a Fib, named after the first six numbers of the Fibonacci sequence. And I am writing one of these for today’s poem, a prompt courtesy of the Napowrimo website. Correction: I am writing two of those, one forwards, then one backwards, to makeContinue reading “#381: Poem on April 7, 2021”
#380: Poem on April 6, 2021
I’ve been in the habit of writing these little preambles before the poem of the day. Today, the preamble will be necessarily short, as the following, I hope, speaks for itself. I didn’t like the prompt for today, so invented my own out of desperation and some inexplicable afternoon blues, and it was, simply, toContinue reading “#380: Poem on April 6, 2021”
#379: Poem on April 5, 2021
So 8 p.m. rolls around and I’m suddenly apoplectic: I haven’t written a poem! My god, I haven’t written a poem! Fortunately, no one witnesses this tizzy. My wife and son are at rehearsal. I’m home alone. Only the dogs see the tantrum. I feverishly check the Napowrimo site. Nope. I’m not doing that. ExpediencyContinue reading “#379: Poem on April 5, 2021”
#378: Poem on April 4, 2021
Happy Easter, friends, and happy 4th day of April, the 4th day of National Poetry Writing Month. Easter’s not a huge deal in my household. There’s candy around the house, an egg here or there, usually plastic, and filled with, you guessed it, candy. The real eggs are in the fridge and they are whiteContinue reading “#378: Poem on April 4, 2021”
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