I thought about writing a post, but I’ve been busy writing poems. Sorry, I can’t really share them yet, but they are the reason I haven’t really thought about what to write for a post today.
You see, I’m taking a poetry class. It meets once a week and the weekly assignment is to write a poem about a picture. Technically that’s called, ekphrastic poetry. It sounds simple, look at a picture, and then write a poem. Well it kind of simple, but as I’ve always said, “There is nothing as complex as simplicity.”
You may quote me on that or buy the teeshirt. No, I’m not selling teeshirts, but if I was, this would be one of the sayings I’d use. On second thought it might make a better coffee mug – which I’d use for tea, but that doesn’t matter. In either case, I’ll not be doing a production run of either.
Now there might be one or two of you who are wondering why I signed up for a poetry class. After all, I wrote a poetry book, post poems here and have stacks of poetry books so what could I possibly learn? Likely there’s a joke here about old dogs learning, but I’m a cat person and cats just don’t learn anything. The why is one of those vague answers where I say things like, “to improve my craft,” or “to synergistically connect with like minded poets in a generative setting with an eye to uncovering the basic genesis of metaphor and imagery,” or something equally pompous.
The real reason is more like, “I need a little push to actually write stuff,” and “I’ve always wanted to write ekphrastic poetry.” The class is on-line, so I don’t have to drive there and they take credit cards. I have taken a class from this teacher before so even better.
Well, I’m signed up and taking the class. I’m always amazed at how long the writing process can be. The actual part of writing a rough poem is about 20 minutes and then three days to edit. One day you put a comma in and the next day you take it out. On the third day you delete the whole line. I’m amazed that I even manage one poem a week that I don’t find totally hideous.
What is it with writers – we’re our own worst critics and often just can’t see the good in our own work. Which is another reason for doing class – the workshop time. It’s great to get feedback on your work that is honest and constructive. This is the real reason for the workshop.
I have thought about what I might write about for a post and I’ve even thought about changing the way I write these blog posts. Normally, I just sit down at the computer on a Sunday afternoon and write stuff until it resembles a blog post. Then I print it out and Heather proofreads it for me. If it’s even close to making sense without too many red marks from her pen it becomes a blog post.
The final editing is often done while the pizza is in the oven so things like meaning, insightfulness and even relevancy are often just left out. Take this week, I had a really cool idea for a blog post about the YouTube channel I’m thinking of creating or the ideas I have for dealing with the drought. There’s even this really cool post I’m thinking of about how to make millions creating teeshirts with funny sayings.
None of those are likely to happen anytime soon because of the poetry class. I could change how I write these posts – you know, actually do an outline, research, write a draft on Wednesday, edit on Friday and then schedule it for a Sunday post. Heck, I might even have something insightful or possibly even something well written for you.
Yeah, not happening. Likely I’d just end up with a computer filled with half written posts and 100 browser windows open for research. I’ll just admit right now, that if it wasn’t for the pizza in the oven and the timer in my pocket, you’d likely never get a post.
Which brings me back to the good news, bad news on the poetry class. I expect to write a number of poems because of the weekly deadly so that’s good.
Bad news, the pizza timer is only set for 16 minutes so my regular Sunday posts just might get the buzzer before they’re done.