Today : Thursday, 4/18

All those poems were written on the day except the 2 dad sick days. I just hadn’t transferred them from my notebook.

I didn’t write one this am. I usually do them in my am pages. I wrote pages today but no poem.

So I’ll do a magnet poem now and take a photo:

Well, I ended up changing and expanding it. It’s fun to find words and evoke something.

They never have enough s letters:

It should be:

Along this language

A woman, whispery

Wanders through

Strange empty questions.

She is cracking sentences-

Never writing

Always alone only with time

Curled around her like a soft

Drowsy cat.

It’s supposed to be sad-ish and maybe abstract metaphors about writing, like the woman represents writing for me, how strangely lonely but also impossible so the cat is the comforting part- maybe posting them here. You if you’re out there reading, are my soft drowsy cat keeping me company in my lonely land of writing poems.

And I’ve caught up transcribing 17 of 18 poems!