A collage of an altered page from an antique book, a torn piece of painted paper with black blobs, and a red flame-shaped painted piece on a background of brown kraft paper with asemic writing in graphite. The book page has been scribbled on with pencil and a white china marker, obscuring all the words except those in the poem included in the caption, beginning “INTRODUCTION.”

I’m pretty sure this is the twentieth year in a row I have done NaPoWriMo alongside Maureen and others. I just went back to my old blogspot to check, and yep, April 2005. Amazing. I have lost count of how many poems I have written in that many Aprils, but I can say that all of my books have at least a few that made the final cut, with the exception of Midwinter Constellation, since that was cowritten in December 2018.

I’m posting over at the Bloof blog, as I have done for the last many years, in excellent company. I’m probably going to be doing some visual poetry stuff like collages and altered book pages, but perhaps some text-only too. You never know what will happen.

Here is yesterday’s, above.

INTRODUCTION

  the world is impatient.
 its influence, and
its law
  blunders

To the circle of
  sky
these shining  constellations
flame
  these lines

peruse with  care
Two decades, how?
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