I am delighted with the discipline of Project 365 + 1.
Every day writing something. Keeping that
writing muscle exercised and most importantly practising the practice of
observation.
No matter what else is going on I have to go find a
poem. Of some sort. I am taking a few moments to look closely at leaves, to
examine grasses and weeds (I do love them) and to pay attention to what is
going on around me. It’s a form of mindfulness – bonus. We’re driving a lot and
the whole time I am on the look out for a bird of prey above or something wily on
the side. They always catch my interest but more than ever I am trying to catch
a poem too.
Some days it’s an average haiku (can the world bear
it), often it’s a micropoem and sometimes a small prose poem. I love
micropoetry and prose poetry so that’s fine. There are found poems from
newspaper headlines for a bit of fun (on desperate days). Some will work up to
something down the track and occasionally one crops up that is not bad at all.
The not-bad-at-alls make the effort worth it and keep me going. The connection
with this community of poets and artists also keeps me going.
There’ll be a shift and I’ll be able to give time to
the research-based poems I’m hankering after. Meanwhile here’s an observation
or two.
Previously posted on Project 365 + 1 and
the associated blog The Wonder Book of Poetry.
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