It's been 6 says since my "late" non-confession confession.
In the past week it has occurred to me that I've done very little for the sake of National Poetry Month this year. Normally I do a very nicely printed - special edition - numbered broadside. I elected not to do it this year, or my budget sort of made that decision for me. I decided not to do a-poem-a day either. I confess that I'm not especially disappointed on the latter but I do regret I don't have the broadsides to distribute.
I've never been a big fan of the hiaku. I've written a few and occasionally I hear one that I like but I'm just not a big fan for the from. A poetry friend recently gave me a book entirely of baseball hiaku. I confess that I've been enjoying these bits that seem to roll of the page like a seeing eye single that slips through the infield for a hit. Golden little gems.
I had another rejection letter today and I confess I should be busy sending out more work tonight but I'm tired and maybe tomorrow night. Definately tomorrow night.
That's it for this week. A little boring perhaps - but hey, I'm on time!
Have a graet week!