In her comment on yesterday’s post, Ramona said: “Stopping by your blog reminds me that it’s time to try another arun. Such a fun form for me and I love that you introduced me to it.” I had a whole other post in mind for today, but reading that changed everything. I can’t say how happy it made me to read that Ramona was thinking about aruns, thinking about writing some come April. I guess I really did create a poetic form! That is still so crazy to me.
I’ve been thinking about April on the horizon, too. I have many writing deadlines for March:
- Submit my VONA application next week
- Keep up with my comics homework
- Post a slice of life every day
- Prepare a story to tell at How to Build a Fire on the 31st
(Yikes! Seeing it all written down is a bit alarming!)
But still I’m thinking about April. Part of me wants to go back to prose poems, or go even further back to rhyme royals. There is still the trusty arun … or maybe I should just create something new!
Every year, about halfway through April, I start to think I’ve lost my hesitations, that I can finally say I write poetry without offering up a series of apologies and disclaimers. It’s never true, however. I always come back to this sense that “POET” is a hat I’m not qualified to wear. For the last two years I’ve been reading fiction and non-fiction at a reading series run by two wonderful young women I met (of course?) through the Brainery. I got an email from them not long ago asking if I write poetry, if I’d like to be part of a poetry festival event with them this summer.
Yeah. Can I tell you how quickly I tried to push away from that table? Me? Write poetry? Read poetry at a festival that’s all about poetry? At a festival where people would assume that anyone on the mic sees themselves as a poet? Oh, that’s clearly taking things to extremes.
I did push myself, but toward instead of away. I sent some sample poems (and a full serving of disclaimers) to the series ladies and let them judge. So, this summer, I’ll be reading at a poetry festival. Me.
How many times am I going to acknowledge that I need to get out of my way before I figure out how to do it? Sigh.
So, with April looming, I was already worrying about how I have the nerve to call myself a poet and take on a 30/30 poetry challenge. But then here is Ramona talking about writing aruns and thanking me — me — for introducing her. It may just be time to set aside my disclaimers and apologies.
We’ll see …
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