What I love most about my 2015 National Poetry Month project is what I love most about writing poetry: I had the vaguest of notions how the whole thing would play out, and it grew to be more than I ever could have imagined.
I billed the project as emotions from "Anger to Zest," when in fact we went from Anticipation to Relief.
Not I -- we. The most amazing thing about the month was writing alongside Carol, Kimberley, Kim, and Steve. I loved overlapping challenges occasionally with Jone, and also having Carol V., Linda, Heidi and Kevin write with us occasionally. The conversations in the comments both at A Year of Reading and Poetrepository kept me going.
I'm proud of my collection as a whole, but there are a couple with inside jokes I'd like to share.
On April 29, I tucked the adage, "Pride goeth before a fall" into this poem:
PRIDE
Is it branches full of unopened blossoms against
an impossibly blue April sky?
Or could it be rows of trees, heavy with fruit in
late summer, yellow jackets hovering?
Look down. Is it in the remains of
the bounty, rotting after October frosts?
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2015
I'm still cracking myself up over the various kinds of interest you encounter at various kinds of banks. (from April 19):
At the bank
it's what you get
without trying.
You just have to be there.
(monetarily)
At the (river)bank
it's what you get
without trying.
You just have to be there.
(open-mindedly)
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2015
But probably my favorite, is this hidden tribute to ROYGBIV, from April 14:
THE WHOLE SPECTRUM, PLEASE
tulip petal
monarch wing
forsythia's shock
first leaves in spring
prairie sky
shadows on snow
thunderhead's tower
dogwood, crow
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2015
There's a whole blogpost to be written about my email haiku lessons from Diane Mayr. In that future blogpost, I will show how this pair, seen here still in draft, have undergone an amazing transformation through a series of gentle nudges by Diane!
The roundup is now at Ellen Leventhal's personal blog, Elementary Dear Reader.