Still wondering if my poetry writing is worth a dime but hey. It’s fun after all…
Do you feel the tiredness of the old year? Do you wonder what 2015 will bring? And do you imagine where your poetry might go?
I do, and I don’t. I feel uprooted and lost for words or maybe just sentences. #frapalymo has shown me so many poets playing with words and having fun and mine seem to be nothing. Just blocks jumbled together in an unruly fashion.
Is form everything in a poem? What does poetry mean in today’s fast-changing world and does it still change lives? I wish I knew. I wish I could just write for fun…..
can I dare