Success! This is my twelfth poem of the day, meaning I have finished the half-marathon. I think a nap is in order…
As you may have already noticed, I have been up since early this morning (I woke up about an hour and a half before my alarm was due to go off), writing and posting my poems for this year’s Poetry Marathon. It has often been a struggle to stay awake between poems, but I have just one more poem to go to complete the half-marathon (12 poems in 12 hours) I officially signed up for.
There is a slight chance I will keep going for as long as I can stay awake (I am sooooo sleepy!); if I do, I will continue to post the poems here as well. If not, well, it may very well be an early bedtime for me tonight!
In the meantime, you can see what all the participants are posting at https://thepoetrymarathon.com/blog/.
(5 August 2017)
Eleventh poem of the day.
Tenth poem of the day.
Ninth poem of the day.
The prompt was to take a line from a poem and use it to write a golden shove. The line I used as my inspiration comes from Milan Kundera’s novel Immortality:
‘Shame means that we resist what we desire, and feel ashamed that we desire what we resist.’ (p. 330 of the 1991 Faber and Faber paperback edition)
Eighth poem of the day.
Seventh poem of the day.
Sixth poem of the day.
Fifth poem of the day.
Fourth poem of the day.