It’s one of those days where I don’t feel like writing anything. I’m tired. It’s been a long week, but the week after a two week break always seems to go at a slower than a snail walking through salt. I promised myself that would at least write 150 words each day.
I might as well talk about Lighthead by Terrance Hayes. I’ve been reading and rereading it this week and discussing it on Twitter. I’m taking my time with this book because I want to see what type of poetry wins a National Book Award, but poetry is subjective, right?
Out of ten poems, I find five of them intriguing:
1. “The Golden Shovel”
2. “The Last Train to Africa”
3. “A Plate of Bones”
5. “For Brothers of the Dragon”
For all of them except for #3, one of the major things that drew me in was the form. That’s not to say that the content didn’t grab me too, it is just the common denominator. “Hide” already inspired me to write a poem in a similar form. It’s a poem I’ve sent out a few times, but no one has loved it yet. The pecha kucha form is terribly interesting, because it reads like a prose poem, and kind of like a screenplay. If I had seen this form earlier, I would have revised my Cave Canem submission packet.