Poetry, process, progress.


In my quest to give poetry the time it needs, I’ve been thinking about triggers, those small things that start a poem. At times, I can almost hear a bell ring–this is it! Start here. The most unlikely trigger that I’ve found this year is text messages. I use text a lot with my daughter, a friend in Michigan, and another friend who is on sabbatical on the other side of the planet. Every once in a while  a phrase will stick out and beg to start something. In the past week two finished poems and one draft began as a response to a text.

How is the poem-a-day project going, you ask? Well, I shifted my goal to time spent on poetry per week at a rate of 45 minutes a day. I have new poems and my poetry manuscript is now untangled into two manuscripts., so I think it’s working.