Here we are, 13 days into National Poetry Month, and I’ve posted far less poetry than usual. I’m writing lots; incubating, exploring characters, dreams, forms, rhythms- but not feeling like anything is finished enough to post. What’s so different this time?
she says IN all these sparks
I scatter your way
just stop thinking, start
drinking it all down a little
deeper, this juice, this tincture, salve
for the soul. You want the final fixer,
Elixir, here I am-
Actually, writing is feeling really good now- and I’m thrilled April is here, I’m making more time for poetry. Lots of inspiration, joy when I write, hunger for it all… but I have too many balls in the air to court my Muses properly. (Anyone else feel like this?) Feels like I need to submerge with the Muses for awhile, a day (at least an hour! ;) and not just quickie exercises or posts.
But one good thing- I’m writing song lyrics all over the place. No problem there. Our new project- Fistful of Stars, has about 12 new songs, and we wrote another 2 last week. I love it when I get to write the lyrics to fit the emotional, energetic, kinetic feel of a song. Mine or anyone else’s- pure joy.
Funny, what I posted about this time 2 years ago is spot on for me now as well: A feeling that Muses are impatient with m–, all while I book gigs, plan a Summer Europe tour, cater to the Lyric Muses, plant my garden, and try to finish taxes… Ha!
Nothing kills Muses like taxes.
But there were so many great things about this week…. the Europe tour is coming together nicely; we’re working on videos. My garden is growing; and the hunter moon is lighting the skies.