Somewhere along the line I got into the habit of creating a new text document for every month of poetry writing. Occasionally there’s a month missing but if the calendar turns and there are words to put down, there’s a new file. I took a few days off after National Poetry month ended but today there was this, so a new May file…
time to turn a page
feel the smooth blankness calling
just make the first mark
I make things that get a “that’s big!” reaction from people and I laugh because I used to make much bigger things. But, today’s things are bigger than what many people make themselves, hence the reaction.
This artist piece from The Met talks about size and scale and also spirituality and time. Not a bad group of ideas to think about while you’re working. How big does your work need to be? Do you make different sizes? Does the nature of what you’re doing dictate the size of the finished piece? How does it change the relationship the viewer is having with it?
I’d been waiting for!
I went to my NaNoWriMo group last night but I was missing the nightly looking for today’s poems. I purposely didn’t write a poem and pushed ahead on my long-suffering tale but I missed the range of brave daily offerings laid out across the Internet. Not everyone does that but some do. For me, that’s part of the NaPoWriMo challenge. Write something and put it out there as an acknowledged first pass at it. Emphasize all month on the process and on the product. I enjoyed the rare moments of dialogue too – the reactions of others and mine to some I encountered. Need to find more of that.
There are four kinds of people in the world: Those who make things happen; Those who watch things happen; Those who wonder what happened; Those who don’t know anything happened. I knew from a very early age that I wanted to be first on that list.
