PAD 30
See you around
When conversation
continues, there is no need
for final farewell.
Today is the last day of the Poem A Day Challenge, and the prompt was farewell. I've never seen a haiku with a title before, but this one demanded a title. Originally, this was much, much, much longer, but I enjoy efficiency and leanness in poetry, so I rethought what I was trying to say, and it distilled itself into a haiku.
This challenge has been very good for me. Whenever I lose my creative writing, I lose something important in myself, and I've lost enough this last year. Earlier today, I reread everything I wrote for the PAD challenge. There's some good, there's some really bad, but that's not important. I'm proud that I set out to do this and completed the challenge. As difficult as writing some of these poems has been, I've enjoyed doing this more than I can say. It's helped me feel like me again, and there were times I felt like I was saying something significant.
I can't imagine a writer who doesn't want to be read, and the bulk of the writing that I do is the completely anonymous variety that serves a strictly functional purpose for its reader. Poetry is far from functional. I think it's important, but it's almost a luxury item. It's the dark chocolate heart in a diet otherwise composed of rice and beans. This blog is a bit of a luxury in my life as well, and knowing that people read it does something wonderful for me. Thank you for hanging in here with me this month.
When conversation
continues, there is no need
for final farewell.
Today is the last day of the Poem A Day Challenge, and the prompt was farewell. I've never seen a haiku with a title before, but this one demanded a title. Originally, this was much, much, much longer, but I enjoy efficiency and leanness in poetry, so I rethought what I was trying to say, and it distilled itself into a haiku.
This challenge has been very good for me. Whenever I lose my creative writing, I lose something important in myself, and I've lost enough this last year. Earlier today, I reread everything I wrote for the PAD challenge. There's some good, there's some really bad, but that's not important. I'm proud that I set out to do this and completed the challenge. As difficult as writing some of these poems has been, I've enjoyed doing this more than I can say. It's helped me feel like me again, and there were times I felt like I was saying something significant.
I can't imagine a writer who doesn't want to be read, and the bulk of the writing that I do is the completely anonymous variety that serves a strictly functional purpose for its reader. Poetry is far from functional. I think it's important, but it's almost a luxury item. It's the dark chocolate heart in a diet otherwise composed of rice and beans. This blog is a bit of a luxury in my life as well, and knowing that people read it does something wonderful for me. Thank you for hanging in here with me this month.
Labels: poetry
posted by Cynthia at
4:41 PM
3 Comments:
I have SO enjoyed going on this journey with you. It has been a little like seeing a spark rekindle into a flame. I'm proud of you for sticking with this challenge, and enchanted with every poem you've written. Even the ones you think are bad.
:-]
Congratulations, Cyn! It's been quite a trip. Hope we can do the November chapbook challenge, too. I look forward to the day when poetry isn't a luxury but a necessity for you: a regular part of your life, like breathing.
I like Haiku for it's spartan, almost childlike purity. When done well, it's a single crystalline teardrop of truth. This was my favorite!
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