Since I’m away from my house and due to a serious looking storm approaching, I’m stuck at a safe place that practices social distancing very, very well — therefore, I may as well share my next literary plans with my friends:
Post Video Compilation of yesterday’s Poets, Writers & Storytellers of Norwalk Art Festival
Finish my epic poem (9 pages long) – title: My First Day Flying” submit it to Rattle’s annual contest- you never know
– by July 15th
I’ve decided on my next book. After polling my friends for feedback – Thanks for the Yeas and Nays. Based upon the feedback, the title: “Poets Should Not Write About Politics” Yes. I’m going there.
I just finished the first draft of a poem titled “My First Day Flying”. The work is nine pages long —when printed out on 8 1/2 by 11 inch paper. The poem is about the time I pissed off my high school counselors and signed up for the military, just when before the draft ended. Parts of this piece just might be hilarious or it may be as boring as a crumbling rusted nail. I doubt if any publisher would take a piece like this on, but who knows. In any case, I enjoy writing the piece. It is new territory for a poem. Either it will be like Miles new method of music heard around the world or it will be like Milli Vanilli’s FLOP heard round the world! I’m fastening my seatbelt. We’ll see!