Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Poetry Postcard report

I counted up the poetry postcards that I've written for this project, and I've written 10 (but I'm trying to mail them out one at a time). I thought, wow, I'm a third of the way through. So far, I've only gotten 1 postcard, but I'm not surprised. When my mom goes on vacation, she mails postcards each day, and I receive them in clumps.

I'm photocopying my poem before I send the postcard, not because I think they're fabulous as is, but because I like having a record. I'm finding the postcard confining, but a good exercise in restraint. I'm keeping the photocopy to use as a prompt to a longer poem later.

Here's one that I wrote last week that I like:

We snack on salmon
that once swam
in a cold northern sea.

We sip wine that tastes
of minerals from the soil
of a different continent.

Our provisions have travelled
further than we ever will.

I find that not only am I writing these small postcards, but I'm writing longer poems too. Hurrah!

It's probably not too late to join this experiment, but I can't tell you for sure, because the website always recognizes me, so I can't see what the first time visitor to the site would see. It's great fun, and I'm such a sucker for mail delivered the old fashioned way: with a stamp, to a mailbox.

1 comment:

Serena said...

sounds like you are having a good time.