I’ve been writing a poem about my daughter’s travels abroad, and I am on page six, so far. When I tried to compose it as a narrative story the tears wouldn’t stop. Much of it was still too close to home.
It’s those unfortunate sections that hold me up and shake me, and the hurt was too dear. But as a poem, albeit a long poem, I am finding myself very focused on the rhyme scheme, meter, and flow.
This has granted me the distance that I need to walk through those more troubling memories of pain and near loss that I recall clearly, and to unknot the rest. As usual, my art is a buffer for my heart.
This blog post is, of necessity, a short one owing to my muse’s insistence that I get back to that piece. And so, onward to page seven and beyond …
In the meantime, I wish to let you know that my Amazon.com Free Day cycle, my very first E-book, Echoes, Neo-Victorian Poetry is, once again, FREE for download today, (10/10/2020). Just click here.
It’s those unfortunate sections that hold me up and shake me, and the hurt was too dear. But as a poem, albeit a long poem, I am finding myself very focused on the rhyme scheme, meter, and flow.
This has granted me the distance that I need to walk through those more troubling memories of pain and near loss that I recall clearly, and to unknot the rest. As usual, my art is a buffer for my heart.
This blog post is, of necessity, a short one owing to my muse’s insistence that I get back to that piece. And so, onward to page seven and beyond …
In the meantime, I wish to let you know that my Amazon.com Free Day cycle, my very first E-book, Echoes, Neo-Victorian Poetry is, once again, FREE for download today, (10/10/2020). Just click here.
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