October 22nd, 2016
Misc Thoughts & Actions
Lots of ideas floating around this past week leading me to some rough language on pages...
Like "portrait of a closing pitcher" or messing around with Saturn. Balance, counter balance, shifting stars, dominoes, and a detachment from the ebb and flow. A draft of "The Father of All Things" actually materialized today.
Some thoughts about AWP17 running through my mind. Missing this year I'd really like to get there for next 2017. This week I have to start looking into hotel coast and flights.
New Poets & Writers magazine to read this week.
Silas is demanding his late feeding so I guess I am through here tonight.
I feel that a very optimistic fall has pushed summer aside. I can see the fall colors coming. Anticipation is high.
Fall ball has pushed aside the regular season as well. We are now into the playoffs and with that comes the elimination of some teams that fall away like those fragile bright leaves.
Things too get a little crazy and spooky and sticky sweet. Do grown ups still plunder the kids trick-or-treat bag for the good stuff?
What I'm not looking forward to is the mania that often comes with the holidays. Perhaps this year my holiday gift will be material for better poems. I hope my muse is reading this.
Poetry & Revolution
Poetry, even when apparently most fantastic, is always a revolt against artifice, a revolt, in a sense, against actuality. – James Joyce
Michael Allyn Wells - notes & musings