National Poetry Month officially ended yesterday, but the month proved to be so productive for me that I still have poems left. Knowing that I was expected to produce at least one poem a day forced me to think about my writing even more than I had before. And, believe me, I didn’t know that was possible. Guilt over not being able to write as much as I’d like to always seems to be on my mind, but during this month there was little guilt because I was always listening for the perfect line, the perfect inspiration for a poem; I was much more observant. Every bit of overheard conversation became fodder for my imagination as I looked for ways to mine the material. When I appeared to be doing something else, like driving or teaching, always I was involved in the writing process. Because writing doesn’t begin and doesn’t take place only when I’m sitting before the computer screen or a writing pad.
So, National Poetry Month, was a success for me because I now have new material for future poetry projects. And because I learned that even when I’m not writing, I’m still writing.
I don’t plan to let my momentum decrease and, hopefully, neither do you. Happy Friday! And have a wonderfully productive weekend :-).
We wake up
in fresh leaves
narrow and crooked.
There is nothing
Peace & Love,