Hello, and Happy Poetry Month–again! In a happy Perfect (Poetry) Storm, this is actually my third Poetry Friday post for Friday, April 1st! This one is because I am honored to be starting off Irene Latham‘s annual Progressive Poem. Irene, of Live Your Poem, invites poets each year to sign up and take one day, one line, as we cumulatively build a poem out of nothing but our wishes and imagination. That is just like Irene to celebrate Poetry Friday by inviting the poetry community in to celebrate with her.
I thought doing Day 1 would be easy. Then I started to think about it. Then I worried a little. Then I realized, What the heck? I have no idea where anyone will take this, so all I can do is create one little line that evokes something (to me). So I looked around, listened, and came up with:
A squall of hawk wings stirs the sky
Yup, that’s my line. Will it go in a nature direction? Fantasy? History?
No idea. That’s up to those who will wish and imagine the next lines. And they are…