Change o' pace! I HAVEN'T EVEN WRITTEN MY POEM FOR TODAY YET.
How's that for exciting?
I feel chatty and more in the mode of prose / blogging / emptying out my head this morning and since you're here, dear reader, you (might) care a little about the following:
- I'm at the airport; it will be interesting to see how the whole writing a poem everyday thing goes whilst I travel / am away from my daily life.
- PEOPLE ARE FASCINATING AND I LOVE EAVESDROPPING.
- I like writing in transit--on planes and trains mostly. Car-writing makes me dizzy. Writing on the ferry is lovely.
- I've been thinking about my schedule lately and how it's been affected by the past seventeen days of writing; there have been lots of links on social media related to the work of poetry and the schedules of artists. Interesting things to think about. My own reflections:
- I need to sleep more.
- I need to read more.
- I need to watch less television.
- My therapist, if I had one right now, would likely say I could try being more kind to myself, cut myself some slack. I'm bad at that.
- Random things I am thinking about today BEFORE I've written my poem:
- We live our lives as though all spaces are our living rooms.
- When you are wounded, you are most a monster.
- We find human connection in symmetry, in reflection; we are light and mirrors.
- OK. Flight's boarding. POEM WRITING ON THE PLANE. Meet you back here post-transit.