Wheel of Fortune

Day 10

Today was the 10th day of the poetry challenge---half-way and I'm hanging in there.

Though these poems are not as polished as I'd like, simply no time, I am coming up with ideas, imagery and phrases that would never have occurred if not for the daily writing.


Key West this week-end hosted the annual Ernest Hemmingway look-alike contest---my poem, marking his tragic death by suicide was a matter of coincidence---or perhaps divine synchronicity....."July 2, 1961" 

Like Hemingway, my mother was treated with ECT, or shock therapy---it also left her numb and missing memories.


Today's entry: "Sliding" 

I find it difficult to write a poem purely for imagery---I admire writers that can capture vivid portraits with words. But I have a belief, or perhaps an instinct that a poem should do more than merely describe, there should be a story beneath the obvious one in a poem, and perhaps another richer layer of meaning below that. Oh well---I'm not certain anyone has ever arrived at a definitive explanation of poetry.

I received an e-mail today, one of my poems is being featured on a website---

http://www.writersalliance.net "INCANTATION" 


And in the midst of all this and real life, too, I'm trying to read the last installment of Harry Potter.