I had a really great year for writing in 2008. With the two workshops I took on ekphrastic poetry and a one-day workshop on publishing, I felt really energized and fulfilled, proud of my work in poetry, thrilled to do my first readings, and excited to feel inspired and dedicated to this genre again.
In the spring of 2009, I struggled to find time and energy for poetry after losing touch with the poetry group I had just joined. In April, I got fired up by National Poetry Month and did manage to complete the Poetic Asides Poem-A-Day challenge. Around the end of the school year, I was hoping to spend some time revising those and getting them ready to send out. But then my double-workshop summer of professional development hit, and while I did keep scribbling in my notebooks, I didn’t make any headway on those poems. And then the Autumn of Chaos hit, and everything slowed to a trickle. But in November, I did manage to make it to a wonderful reading by Donald Hall, and there I happened to reconnect with my poetry group and make it to their November meeting. I’ll be at the January meeting too on the 9th, with a poem from that long-ago April rush I’m dusting off and hoping to polish up.
This year, I want to keep trying to go to readings, keep reading poetry new and old, and keep scribbling down words and phrases and lines. This spring, I am determined to go to group regularly, dig into my notebooks, rediscover and revise and renew my dedication. Maybe along the way, I’ll try the exercises in my copy of The Practice of Poetry, or maybe the prompts at Poetic Asides, or some other way of adding structure to my writing life.
But however it happens, I’m determined to renew my commitment to my poetic practice, because it fulfills and centers me, and that’s too important to let slip any longer.