Dear Thursday,
Wednesday got the month off to a decent start. You, on the other hand, are troubling me with this weather—I like the colors, but it shouldn’t be this cold yet.
Love,
Kevin
(2 November 2017)
Dear Thursday,
Wednesday got the month off to a decent start. You, on the other hand, are troubling me with this weather—I like the colors, but it shouldn’t be this cold yet.
Love,
Kevin
(2 November 2017)
These elevenies are too damn serious so far. Here is a silly one to balance things out…
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I did not realize until just a moment ago that it is already past midnight. That’s because I have started on The Lilac Years at last, doing the copy-and-paste from my Word documents into InDesign, and working on the basic layout.
Below are screenshots of a few of the spreads. So far, the main drawback to putting the titles at the bottom of the page is that longer titles are a bit troublesome. What I have been doing is to keep the titles their full size (Clarendon 13/15) as long as they fit within two lines; once they go to three, I fit what makes sense on the first line, then make the rest of the title smaller (8/11) so that it fits on the second line.
Of course, if I scrap this particular iteration, I won’t have to worry about any of that—but I’m going to place all the poems in InDesign first. Then the fun can begin.
Stay tuned!
(2 November 2017)
At the last minute, I decided on the elevenie as my writing challenge for November—another month of counting words…
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Dear Wednesday,
Your turn—get it right.
Love,
Kevin
(1 November 2017)
Written this Tuesday morning while listening to the music that follows…
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Dear Tuesday,
Another chance to redress Monday’s…Mondayness…
Love,
Kevin
(31 October 2017)
I started this with the line about the wheat stalk. I don’t know why, but I went with it anyway…
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Dear Monday,
You are appropriately crisp this morning, O Monday.
Love,
Kevin
(30 October 2017)
I wrote this earlier today, after learning about the new Ruby Throat album. This poem can be read two ways: either in order, or the long lines followed by the italicized lines.
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Listen to your inner self..it has all the answers..
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Thoughts and images by Omar Willey
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Poems by Iris Orpi