your mind an aviary

Progress: Terrible free verse with a few good lines today (of which the title of this post is one). Oh, well, I can’t be a genius all the time. I had an idea for tomorrow’s poem, which I’m going to sort of poke at nervously tonight in the hopes of getting some kind of start on it, since Wednesdays are bad writing days for me (bar trivia night – Barley House patrons, represent!).

Prompt for today: From the Speakeasy, “Write about being underwater.”

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My skin grows sticky as a web.

Progress: Yesterday I wrote an incomplete first draft of a poem about a nightmare I’d had the night before, which involved this gigantic hairy spider leaping onto my head and laying her egg sacs in my hair. What I have of the poem is pretty good, I think, for a first draft, but there’s four or five little blank where I need a better image than what I have. I’ll come back to it in May and make it (I hope) brilliant. Today I’m planning to try my version of N+7, in which I replace nouns, verbs, adjectives and adverbs and only keep the sentence structure, and then use the resulting hot mess with its occasional serendipitous accidents as a springboard to write something that makes sense, on “Elegy for Sol LeWitt” by Ann Lauterbach, which is the Academy of American Poets’ Poem-A-Day poem for today.

Prompt for today: Join me. Pick a poem you like and do an N+7 and then craft something sensible out of it.

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our breath leaving hoar frost on our scarves

Progress: I wrote a fairly decent first draft of a poem about being one of my grandfather’s pallbearers.

Prompt for today: Write a poem about falling out of love. (I stole this one from the discussion over at the P&W Speakeasy.)

In other poetry news, Astropoetica published their Spring 2009 issue yesterday, which includes my poem “Northern Lights” as well as work by Deborah P Kolodji, Michael Meyerhofer and others.

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