In this ever-busier season of elections, stumping, going door-to-door to save our democracy, and let’s not forget about Thanksgiving and holiday shopping, it’s so good for the heart and soul and mind to explore poetry. Every year I say, “I don’t have time.” And then I do it anyway, because there’s nothing like that feeling of quiet concentration that arrives when we focus on that one idea, that one right word or syllable or comma.
As usual, I plan on writing a combo of poems, song fragments, prose poems and, I hope, at least one complete song by the month's end. Either way, I'll be writing in the poetry genre every day of November, and I'll also be exploring the differences between poems and song lyrics.
This year, it feels more critical than ever to pledge support to all our new Americans.
