guerrilla poetry

i’m getting worried. i feel the subtle tug of too much work and not enough time to write. i don’t really know how to describe the conflict that arises within me. it is like being in a prize fight with the odds stacked against you. it’s like running from the police–you know its a bad idea but you try anyway.  it’s like wearing red to a bull party. It’s like swimming upstream–everything comes against you.  It’s like all i know is that i MUST persevere as a writer…at all cost. at any cost. so even though i will be drowning real soon, i must continue to fight for me-time when i can write, edit my poems, work on book ideas, take a webinar, take a long walk…anything to keep the fire lit.

i haven’t written much this month. sometimes it feels as if the well has run completely dry. the opposite of what is happening on the bottom of the ocean floor in the gulf of mexico. my well exploded and nothing came out. i am not around poets, and because i have isolated myself there will be few opportunities to get my work critiqued. instead of gushing oil and poems and words, i am simply lying quietly on the bottom of the ocean floor.

Norbert was gracious enough to give me some useful advice about self-evaluation. i had lamented the fact that i couldn’t tell the bad poems from the really, really bad poems in my collection. he suggested reading my work to family and friends and solicit honest feed back. which got me thinking. perhaps i could do just that. think about how i want to structure the feedback, ask specific questions and proceed. guerrilla poetry workshopping.

i think i can pull this off actually. spruce up the house, pull out the cooler, fill it with soft drinks. pretty pillows in the chairs on the patio. invite 3 or 4 family members or friends to a listening party at my house. maybe even set up the grill or plan a simple meal to share.  ANYTHING. I NEED INPUT AND FEEDBACK ABOUT MY POEMS AND I NEED IT NOW.

More to follow…

One Response to “guerrilla poetry”

  1. The Destructionist Says:

    While watching the latest news about the BP Oil spill, a frightening thought came to mind: what if we can’t stop the oil? I mean, what happens if after all the measures to cap the pipe fail, (i.e., “Top Hat”, “Small Hat” and “Top Kill”). What then? An accident this problematic is new territory for BP. The oil pipeline is nearly a mile down on the ocean floor, accessible only by robots. Add on top of that the extreme pressure at which the oil is flowing out of the pipeline and there you have it: the perfect storm.

    Moreover, scientists also claim that they’ve found an enormous plume of oil floating just under the surface of the ocean measuring approximately 10 miles long, 3 miles wide and 300 feet thick. (I’m no math genius, but I bet one of you reading this could figure out just how many barrels of oil that is…)

    There are new estimates that the amount of oil spewing into the Gulf of Mexico is anywhere from 50,000 to 100,000 barrels of oil a day: that’s a far cry from BP’s estimated 5,000 barrels a day. If BP’s estimates are correct, the total amount of oil now in the Gulf would be approximately 150,000 barrels (or 6,300,000 gallons). That’s barely enough to fill 286 swimming pools: sixteen feet, by thirty-two feet, by eight and a half feet deep. That wouldn’t cover an area the size of New York City, let alone an area the size of Delaware. Obviously, the spill is much larger than we are being led to believe. If the leak can’t be stopped, in a year’s time, we’ll have roughly 18,250,000 barrels of oil (or 766,500,000 gallons) in our oceans, killing our marine and animal wildlife. Such a calamity would be environmentally and economically disastrous. I’m not a religious man, but I pray that BP and our government work fast to end this catastrophe.

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