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Poetry Friday Anthology: Celebrations
Welcome Tuesday. Time for a slice. Thanks to Two Writing Teachers in providing space for us to share our slices.
FOCUS has been my 2016 word. Since Poetry Camp, I have been focusing on poetry as well as figuring out how to carve out more time.
I have a couple of poetry projects: submitting poems for a local magazine and of course, my manuscript.
I just figured out a key piece in my manuscript and it’s a game changer. But I have to focus my time and lately things are getting on the calendar instead of writing. That needs to change.
FOCUS: Finding Opportunities for Continuing Useful Studies
I have a bracelet which says: Where focus goes, energy flows.
I am now signing off to focus on some poems and let the energy flow.
It’s Tuesday and time for a slice. I am grateful for Two Writing Teachers who provide space for us to share each week.
Where to start? Thanks to Janet Wong, Sylvia Vardell, Sylvia Tag, and Nancy Johnson for making Poetry Camp possible. It was such an amazing experience. I am not sure it can be duplicated as much as I want it to happen again.
The drive up from Portland with Suz Blackaby flew by without any traffic issues through Olympia, Tacoma, and Seattle. We arrived on time to pick up Cynthia Grady and Liz Steinglass at SEATAC Airport. Our timing was perfection.
We found a local brewpub close to the airport for a dinner stop. By the time we finished dinner and hopped on I-5, evening traffic was a memory. The lights of Seattle soon were in the rear view mirror. Close to ten, we arrived in Bellingham. Thanks to Suz, she guided us to the hotel, which after five hours of driving, I needed a navigator.
Our schedule began early on Friday and continued until Saturday evening. How to feel special by being greeting by WWU students who had a s’more gauntlet for entering the meeting room.
And there I was in the company of poet friends from online Robyn Hood Black, Irene Latham, Nancy Bo Flood, and April Halprin Wayland (whom I actually met with my family three years ago) along with new friends.
I wished Friday could have been two days. If I am being honest, I wish Poetry Camp could have been three or four days. So. Much. Information. Here’s a glimpse at ten things I brought home:
I wish I would have made the dabbing of ink darker as my chosen words don’t stand out. This is a process that I could get lost in. And guess who purchased books at the Friends of the Library sale this past Sunday for more playing.
And course, there was the session with Nikki Grimes, Jeannine Atkins, and Stephanie Hemphill on Verse Novels…another session that could have been a whole day. Jeannine confirmed what I realized was needed in my own manuscript, the importance of three characters who help to build tension.
I could go on but will leave it here. I know that I will think, “oh why didn’t I write about this.”