DAYS 68, 69, 70, 71, 72 (August 18th, 19th, 20th, 21st, 22nd 2018)

WORSHIP IN THE HOUSE OF A— (first of many drafts)

Damn her
congenital restlessness.

Or better left
her thoughts unheard
and only known
by the cold turning
of her cherished head?

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!

DAYS 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67 (August 11th, 12th, 13th, 14th, 15th, 16th, 17th 2018)

WORD (first of many drafts)

In nature we find our tidings.
Find your lesson in the river’s tide.
Melting snows rush headlong for the sea,
past rock and fallen tree,
tumbling from the mountaintop.

You drink the briny deep
and sink into her slumbering, loving clutches,
having spent your patrimony on the broken crags
of this awful, delightful, bequeathed world.
How will your accounts be settled or will they be settled at all?
The market, too, will be washed away with the tide.

Note: I’ll forsake poetry this weekend and write many prosaic words.

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!

DAYS 57, 58, 59, 60 (August 7th, 8th, 9th, 10th 2018)

WILDFLOWERS (thirdish draft)

A peasant boy gathers wildflowers
for a girl—now a ghost of a girl—he once saw
walking along the bourn on the outskirts
of a greening field.

But still—
he likes to play—
It keeps her close.

Daily(ish) Word Count: 177

EXCERPT

Dean Redgreene was sleeping on Button’s headscreen. He woke with a start, shuffled some papers and said, “Burt Buckner tirelessly grooms himself in the hope of impressing the lovely Charlot Bell. This and more at eleven.”

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!

DAYS 55, 56 (August 5th, 6th 2018)

NATURE (unfinished)

People don’t remember
the way it used to be.
The yardstick of nature
is only a foot now.

TO WALK (unfinished)

Walk in want of nothing
in the wolf-light; the way
you once wandered; weaving
each moment into the next—
a tapestry of your one
god-given self.

Daily Word Count: 126

EXCERPT

“He had talked to Charlot, as well. She was surprised to learn that Chancellor Pye was a gracious, benevolent man.”

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!

DAY 54 (August 4th, 2018)

A COMPANY OF ANGELS (unfinished)

Provisionless—
armed only with my heart’s calling,
faltering in a narrow corridor
between the beginning and yet another troubled birth—
the doors burst open.

Daily Word Count: 121

EXCERPT

“Burt saw a change in Charlot. She seemed quite a bit more friendly, and, dare he thought, respectful.”

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!

DAYS 52, 53 (August 2nd, 3rd 2018)

I SAW YOU IN A PAINTING (unfinished)

I saw you in a painting—
under a bone black sky.
Behind lemon yellow windows,
souls, like tallow candles, consume themselves—
in mirth and fear,
in shame and longing,
in tendernesses.

Would I but expose my wounds to them—
frailties of which I’m too ashamed
to share. Why add to their crushing burden?
Better to swim above the serried, terracotta rooftops—
a minim lost in ocean lights.

Disclaimer: I’ve fallen quite behind! In order to catch up, I’m putting Novel X on hold and concentrating on poetry!

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!

DAYS 48, 49, 50, 51 (July 29th, 30th, 31st, August 1st, 2018)

HALF-THOUGHTS (unfinished)

They march
like grim-faced soldiers from the front
ragged, exhausted, hopeless,
colorless, like an old movie—
a dreary, funereal procession of half-hearted thoughts—
half-dead,
that bud
then wither
but never bloom.
They seem so shameful—
offensive and artless.

I wake, stark-faced
and remember,
and all my fractured thoughts,
are burned up
in a terrible sunburst
of prescient vision.

Disclaimer: I’ve fallen quite behind! In order to catch up, I’m putting Novel X on hold and concentrating on poetry!

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!

DAYS 46, 47 (July 27th, 28th, 2018)

SERPENT SUN (unfinished)

The serpent sun of bronze, warlike man
breathes fire in his fingers,
fire on his wings,
fire in his eyes,
to scorch the far-flung land.

It rises
over all his savage nations
and falls
on his vainglorious dust—
a bellyful for sleeping vultures
in the corpse-strewn desert
of his vile, forgotten deeds.

Disclaimer: I’ve fallen quite behind! In order to catch up, I’m putting Novel X on hold and concentrating on poetry!

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!

DAYS 44, 45 (July 25th, 26th, 2018)

SUMMER AFTERNOON (fragments)

I catch her breath like a hawk
upon a pendulous breeze—
untrammeled by shame—
by an albatross of regret.

Polyps of sweat
burst my bronzing skin.
My face unfolds
for the sun—
bends to the tips
of her fingers—
hot, gilt, curious
and resurrecting.

Disclaimer: I’ve fallen quite behind! In order to catch up, I’m putting Novel X on hold and concentrating on poetry!

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!

DAYS 40, 41, 42, 43 (July 21st, 22nd, 23rd, 24th 2018)

LABORERS (fragments)

One day you’ll walk like her—
like a broken marionette.

This terrible body—
at once so lovely and horrifying.

Disclaimer: I’ve fallen quite behind! In order to catch up, I’m putting Novel X on hold and concentrating on poetry!

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!