Welcome to May - Short Story Month...Seriously? - Reflecting on National Poetry Month--
I had to laugh when I saw that May was National Short Story Month. Really? I pretty much got my bum kicked by National Poetry Month, I am not getting in line for short stories to have their way with me.
But in all honestly, it was a joyous bum-kicking. I wrote *over* 30 poems for National Poetry Month. One reason is because I got together with Marty for a writing day. Sometimes it's easier (and much more fun) to write with friends.
Also (and I should probably save this for confession Tuesday), but I had 30 poems for the month done by April 15th and I just saved them and then daily sent them out to my writing friend as if I did them that day. I cannot tell you how satisfying it was to have all my poems for the month written by April 15th.
To some of you this may sound insane, but to the people who know me, this is a very Kelli-thing to do.
So if you participated in National Poetry Month (NPM) in any way here are some questions--
1) What was your favorite NPM event?
***Mine was Susan Rich's reading, though not an "official" poetry month sponsored event, it happened during NPM and bought all my poetry community to one place on a Sunday afternoon. A lot of fun was had at that event!
2) Did you write a poem that you loved? Do you want to share it in the comments?
Here's one of the poems I wrote (it's not finished) that I think has some promise.
Please note (this isn't complete and it will only be up here for a day or two...just fyi):
Ode To Moving Forward
What I want to give you is yesterday,
the cornflower and paper birds,
which exist because of blue paint
on your fingers, the scraps of noon.
The world is too much with us,
but Wordsworth is quiet tonight,
so we discover our own language,
the gold wash in the iron pan, we spin
the water to see what we find.
There are so many ghosts in our bathrobes,
they walk the house without us.
This is yesterday relaxing with the remote.
This is rice paper and the book you found
at the bottom of drawer, hope written
across its cover. The world is not heavy
with our problems, it is calm with indifference,
a thin world of unbroken china,
of fog moving around the boundaries
where we dance in the catacombs
of yesterday, where what haunts us
also give us promise, we listen
the windshield wipers’ song
as we drive into the country to set free
all the birds we tried to make stay.
3) Worst part of NPM?
***At some points I completely over-scheduled myself. I felt as if I should be editing the first proof of my mss, which is due to the publisher at the end of May, but I had all these self-created chores, events, and conflicts of my time.
In the end, I know everything will get done and if it doesn't, it wasn't important enough.
4) Best part of NPM?
***Realizing that we can write a poem a day if we dedicate ourselves to it. This is the lesson I think from these challenges, how come we can write a poem-a-day in April and then the rest of year it's harder? It's called intent and it's powerful.
5) Did you win anything in the giveaway?
***I must admit, I didn't sign up for every giveaway because I was afraid I'd win and that would seem weird. But I did sign up for a few, so far, no books, but that is absolutely fine with me as I felt a deep satisfaction in organizing it and discovering new bloggers and new poets throughout the giveaway.