what began as year-long challenge has become perpetual until further notice
Has a whole year really run us by? We’ve almost arrived that time of the year again – National Poetry Writing Month. Nothing like NaPoWriMo to beat the dust out of me and boot me in the right direction.
This Year of the Horse so far has kicked me in the shins and run off to fairer pastures, leaving me holding an apple and a bridle; disappointments mostly to do with communication…or, rather, miscommunication. When assumptions about situations are made and no further dialogue is entered into it can be at the very least frustrating, in any situation. At the most – as in my case – it can be stalling, feeding an already stagnant pond.
So I’m offered 2 solutions out of this scenario: do I follow on foot, lug the apple and bridle, and hope the pony doesn’t bolt if or when I reach it? Or do I toss away the apple and bridle and head in the direction of the car?
This year NaPoWriMo will be a welcome diversion and deadline; things fall into place the minute my focus turns elsewhere. Last year’s NaPoWriMo started off as a challenge and soon became a windfall, daily goal, and, most invaluably, a pleasure in the practice of writing poetry.
This time around I plan to add another angle to the challenge: I’ll be posting my daily poetry in mother tongue English and in my second language Italiano (no cheating with Google Translate).
I look forward to reading everyone’s poetry: may you all have inky fingers and live with one foot (hoof?) firmly planted on your muse.
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