First of all, thanks to everyone who read, followed, liked or commented on the blog during the 30 days of the NaPoWriMo project. As much as I enjoyed the challenge, and the daily impetus to write, it was a relief to reach the end of the month. Throughout the 30 days I enjoyed reading the posts of other poets and following the blogs of friends who were also participating – Gareth, Kathryn and Jennifer.
So what was the result? 30 poems, each a single paragraph, 100 hundred words or so in length. Most were written as short exercises (20 minutes) with (thankfully) little time to rework or reconsider. Some presented an opportunity to work with a phrase, image or concept that I’d had in mind for a while, though most were based on an idea that arose during that day.
The style and format of the poems made them relatively easy to piece together, and allowed a few idiosyncratic and chance details to find their way in. I think that is what I enjoyed most. For example, the poems include the fire-plan of a coastal battery (#3); Edward Hopper (#7); Robbie in Düsseldorf (#14); Kaiser Chiefs (#14); some ordered chaos (#15); a hotel room in Little Collins Street, Melbourne (#16); flarf poetry (#17-#19); the Dukes Highway at night (#20); an erstwhile idea for a verse novel (#24); Fine Young Cannibals (#26); the g10 to Goodwood (#29); the Marquis de Lafayette (#29); and the local penchant for queuing for buses, inspired by a conversation with my friend Josh (#29).
Will I return to the project in 2016? It may depend on whether I think the 30 poems are interesting or useful (to some extent, at least) when I revisit them in a few months’ time. So, we’ll see… If I do, I’d like to attempt a sequence of poems with a single narrative or theme. In retrospect, it’s an extra challenge I would have enjoyed this year.
Finally, it seems sensible to post a conventional version of Poem #15:
i’ve been interrogating chaos : its restraint : the uneven coat of it : blacked on : a flicker of crow wing : crow call : crow eye : fillets of a vacillating darkness : i’ve been interrogating a belief : that the line plays out : spools out : comes loose : comes free of its axis : that the vanishing point dissembles : & the detail dissolves : i’ve been interrogating a belief : that the lines intersect : unite : once more : beyond the horizon of my vision : & the result : is perfect order :