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| Morning rain outside my window I'm happy to report that my day of work as play did make a difference. I have two new pieces started although I've little idea where they're going. I also found lots of fragments in my notebook and in old files. I've let go of the idea that nothing I'm doing at the moment has a focus and trying to give myself over to the unexpected. The novelists this morning were speaking about outlines and timelines and I knew once again that I don't work that way. Instead, I'm deep into rereading Trapeze by poet Deborah Diggs. It is a stellar book - my favorite by any contemporary poet, I think. And so back to reading, thinking, and staring out windows. |
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A friend introduced me to Diggs's work. Perhaps you'll write about her?
ReplyDeleteI can't say enough about reading, thinking, and staring out windows and how necessary these activities are to poem making. Many poets are essentially plot-compromised, anyway... : )
ReplyDeleteAnd the windows in my "Seaview" room were the most enticing I've ever stared out of...
ReplyDeleteBeing busy doing nothing
ReplyDeletemust leave a lot of
work not to do,
indeed one must barely
have time for lunch.
Hello Susan, I very much wanted to be there with you this week, but unfortunately needed the money for something else! It looks an amazing week and ekprastic work is exactly what I am going to be doing for a large project. Are you returning to do it again or teaching this anywhere soon? What a wonderful place, best wishes, Valerie
ReplyDeleteHi Valerie,
DeleteI hope you find your way to Anam Cara; I think it's a magical spot. I do teach in several other venues; I'll be in Oregon teaching this September. And I do hope to do another ekphrastic workshop somewhere else -- perhaps Italy someday soon.