Here I am, Day One!
There’s so much mental activity that goes with “putting your work out there.” I notice it’s not the work – my notebook has been scribbled in daily, and it opens with ease every morning like a friend comfortable to share with me this old habit. But a raw poem is a space just for me, and it’s a bit weird when I invite others to come and look at it, one step removed from “scribble” by having it typed and “framed” at Tupelo Press.
Today’s poem, “Knife,” began this morning with slicing an orange – a Cara Cara, to be exact, with the Petite Carver, to again be exact.
I hope you enjoy it!
And while you’re at it, please enjoy the work of eight wonderful fellow poets who are marathon-ing alongside me, writing 30 poems in 30 days for the Tupelo Press 30/30 Project!
