Day 01.

The last time I set out on this journey, exactly 4 years ago, I had no idea where it would take me. It was primarily an exercise in focus and routine. At the end of it all, I learned many things about myself, about others and about my craft.

This writing thing is what I do best.

After 365 days of forcing/enabling/empowering myself to write a poem every day, I decided to stop. I wanted to refocus on several other larger projects that had been started periodically over the years.  I wanted to allow myself time to read, to consume new ideas. I had hoped that after 365 days of writing that I had sufficiently developed and solidified the habit. That I could easily transition into those other projects, those long set aside books.

I was wrong.

I had also decided to publish the 2014 poems. I compiled, assembled and made them all pretty all within a the first few months of 2015. I even designed a cover. Then I stopped. I can't explain why. I just did. That project has been sitting idle until recently. Those poems will get published.

Here we are.

4 years later and only the occasional poem or letter has been written. So, today, I am undertaking a 2nd round of "treatment" in hopes that I will be able to permanently change my default behavior to include regular writing. I will keep this year slightly more open and perhaps I'll even share some snippets of those larger projects. I'd just like to see where the year takes me.

Wish me luck!!


2018. Untitled.

Time passes
whether we want it to
or not.
Life evolves.
People change.
People come into our lives.
Others leave.
With each transition
each change
each challenge,
we explore ourselves
and look to others
for answers
for consolation
for support.
Even through all the joy
and all the sorrow,
whether we want it to
or not
Time passes.