September again. Is it possible? August flew past in a tumblesplash of wonderful company,
|End of August, Kootenay Lake|
postcards, incoming and outgoing,
|Received, so far|
and the 3:15 Experiment in which I only missed two nights this year! That may be my best effort, ever. Mind you, I haven't yet typed them up, or even so much as looked at them, so I may have to take back the bit about 'best'.
|I'll need a new book if I do 3:15 again next year|
Back to the postcard fest, as I mentioned in previous posts, I chose to write epigraphs on my cards this year and took them from the 2013 Griffin Anthology of Poetry's seven finalists. What a great way to get to know some new poets! I am now very fond of Brenda Shaughnessy and will be keeping an eye out for more of her work. And Ian Williams. And the two winners, Ghassan Zaqtan and David W. McFadden. It got to be a most interesting exercise, finding two or three lines, applying them somehow to the image on the card, then writing a poem that somehow related to either the image or the epigraph, or both. (Or neither).
It's late, and I want to post this, so I'm just giving you the images of the cards I wrote plus the poems (unedited, other than spacing) without adding information about to whom or where they were sent. I didn't always send in the order of the list.
Suffice it to say, if you were one of the 31 people whose names were directly beneath mine on the list, I sent you a card. I know some go missing in the mail. I know dogs eat them. I know people forget to put the right postage on them. I did that myself, with two of my cards, but happily I know both of them arrived at their destinations regardless. Thanks, Canada Post! I know it's better to give than receive, but I'm still hoping to find a few more in my mailbox this month.
All of the poems were written directly onto the cards. Here are the first seven of the 41 cards I've written so far. And I'm probably not done yet!