Looking back over the month, I am amazed at how diverse ideas somehow come together to make it a whole. Examining my thoughts, values, failings, joys and fears, I believe, gives meaning to seemingly inconsequential, unrelated things. I’m learning a lot about myself—a life long pursuit for any seeker of truth.
My goal for February is to write a poem a day. I want to try different, challenging forms: free verse, limericks, haiku, Tonka, pantoum, and, if I get brave enough, I might even try writing a sonnet. Haikus are deceptively easy—that is, easy to write but almost impossible to master. But I’ll try a few. In the meantime, I am putting together a book of poems that I have written over the last twenty years. That, too, is a learning experience. I am trying to find some sensible order to very disparate ideas in my poetry. Maybe I’ll just let chaos reign.