It’s the 2nd of January today, and New Years Day seems to have slid by imperceptibly. I’m trying to decide on a new project, though I’m struggling at the moment. I may need to finish my other two projects first, and may even allow myself a rest.
For the moment, as I said yesterday, I’m going to write a few clerihews. They are short, the rhymes are simple and they don’t need to scan. They don’t need nature words either.
I’ve learnt a few things about such projects – one being that poetry requiring nature is probably best written in spring. There’s not much variety in autumn when all you get is leaves going brown, leaves falling off and leaves doing things on the floor. It’s worse in winter – you have twigs and frost. And, so far, we haven’t had much frost this year.
Sherwood Forest
Another thing is not to see the 1st of January as a starting point for new projects. I’ve been conditioned into starting things on the first day of the year and I bought a diary, with the plan of writing something every day. With the posting and haiku challenges I’m struggling for time and inspiration. On the other hand, I don’t want to leave the first two weeks of the diary empty.
I’m not expecting too much from the rest of the day as Julia has plans and I’m taking Number One Son to the airport at 4.00 this afternoon, so I’m not going far.
I’m thinking of writing a poem about a man who becomes nothing more than a taxi-driver for his family.
You are obviously one of the ubermensch.
It had occurred to me, I adit.
Keats managed a good one – ‘Ode to Autumn’!
It’s a good poem, better than i’d ever manage, but he wasn’t limited by the need to shove it all into 13 syllables. 🙂
I hadn’t realised that, I just Googled it to see!
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When reflecting on my own situation I sometimes find it worth considering the world from someone else’s perspective. For which I offer another Clerihew:
Her highness Elizabeth
A family to deal with
Granddaughters-in-law
Red in tooth and claw
[or at least that is an impression we get across the pond]…
Good clerihew. I’m not sure of the actual situation in the royal family, as the press do like to stir things up.
Your last sentence says it – off you go
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Taxi driver, in fact!
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Ah, taxe driver syndrome! Makes sense to use what you’re familiar with 😉
That’s true. 🙂
I love that scene from Sherwood Forest.
I am still struggling with projects from 2018. 🙂
The struggle is the sign of a good project. 😉 Where would we be without struggle?
How about this title, “Quercus Is Driving.”
Julia suggested “Quercus is driving me mad”. I think she’s fed up of having me cluttering the place up.
Tee-hee!
Don’t encourage her…