‘Tis April, and the lively poems
Do rhyme and meter on the page:
All tipsy are the editors,
And poets hold the stage.
With no apologies whatsoever to Mr. Carroll and his Jabberwocky, I hereby dive into National Poetry Month and NaPoWriMo 2018.
I may or may not post every day, but I’ll be reading and writing and revising. The little parody above came to mind yesterday. Today’s found poem was inspired by a post from poet Lesley Wheeler:
Poetry Season
poetry as a dance with absence
all that white space, evocation, closing in
on loss, image and fragment
finding my way towards a poem I feel
I’m dancing with presence: stories written
everywhere I’m not skilled at reading
so I begin with my head full of names, partial
walks in the woods shaping, spending
time each day expanding
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