i can't complain overall about my level of prolificity* in blogging lately ... i think i'm doing a perfectly dandy job, quality over quantity** and whatnot.
but where in the world has poetess claire gotten to? i feel like it's been ages since i wrote a poem.
right, then. let's do this.
i had the first word to a poem.
i mean, i had it
right
there.but
whoosh!
like a breeze through swiss cheese,
gone.
the thing about poems though
if you start one
even without having the perfect first word
to get things rolling
you're guaranteed to get to a last word
sooner or later.even if
there you go! that's the poem!
xoxo,
claire
(*i'm sure it's prolificness or some other perverse construction, but i'm too lazy to look it up today)
(**for some reason that word just begged for me to make a joke about putting the "tity" in "quantity." unfortunately, see the previous note*** for why i couldn't be bothered to construct it more cunningly.)
(***wow. i'm writing an awful lot of footnotes for someone who claims to be being lazy today, aren't i?)
