Category: Draft of the Week
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Draft of the Week, #9.
My first draft of November, and the month’s three-quarters gone — oy. I’m accustomed to shoe-horning in a fair amount of me-time rather late at night, after everyone has gone to bed, but lately it’s just not happening. But after days of a line here, a deleted stanza there, I think this morning’s work has…
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Draft of the Week, #8.
I’m tired, still recovering from my run-in with the new world pandemic (though everlastingly grateful to have apparently not infected the boys), and cannot imagine spending one more minute on this poem this week. I have no perspective on its worth at all right now, just hope it’s worth reading: {poof!}
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Digging out from Under.
Have I ever neglected my blog this long before? Apologies! At last I have my beloved iBook back — well, a refurbished clone of my beloved, actually, but it will most certainly do — and I’m so backed up and behind that I’m simply choking out here in the weeds. It was an interesting couple…
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Draft of the Week, #7.
Sweet & sour autumn pie of a poem for you this week. Well, a tart bite of a teeny piece of pie poem. We’re all still struggling to get well, et tempus fugit, etc. A couple words from ReadWritePoem‘s Wordle Word Bank helped get the juices flowing — thanks to those great folks. This’ll probably…
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Draft of the Week, #6.
As the blog nears its two-year mark, it seemed to me to need a small makeover — you might not have even noticed. I chose a design that offers a similar color scheme, fonts, and I kept my header photo of the Potholes (tho’ maybe I’ll begin updating the Potholes picture as the seasons change),…
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The Secret Draft.
Last week I met with the rest of the Collected Poets Series (CPS) board to begin planning the 2010 readings. After we’d been at it for about 3 hours, Lance showed up with the boys to check in, and asked if we’d seen the “dragonfly tornado” across the street. Naturally, we poet/shut-ins had noticed nothing…
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Draft of the Week, #5.
To file under “new and different”: recent weeks have seen a large number of folks visit this blog in search of the voice of the talking pothole in what I guess must be the latest Geico commercial. I would check YouTube, but video and audio don’t play nicely together with my internet connection. Has anybody…
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And on the Fifth Week, She Revised.
In keeping with the aura of the arbitrary that I like to foster around here, I’ve decided that every fifth week will be an off-week for my Draft of the Week series, so that I may use that time to revise the poems I’ve written in the previous four weeks. I’d rather use that time…
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Draft of the Week, #4.
I was unable to have my laptop repaired today, though I’ve been promised Tuesday — I warned him that if I continue to have to use it at a 45 degree angle or less I will soon develop a humpback. You try it and tell me how it feels. Everything takes longer this way, but…
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Draft of the Week, #3.
Several posts ago I talked about Facebook and SHE WRITES. But if you like your social networking more focused, more heavily poetry-centric, then hie yourself over to the remodeled digs of ReadWritePoem: with member profiles, groups, forums, messaging, and more, they’re a whole lot more than writing prompts. This week’s poem below. The now-usual 48-ish…
Marie Gauthier 