Why I blog my poems—there’s a reason?
“Why I blog my poems.” Whoa, that sounds as if poetry-blogging is a way of life instead of yet another redundant project thrust into my overloaded schedule a mere four weeks ago. It sounds as if I know what I’m doing. All bluff.
Poems in the Wild. Redundant. Pointless. Impulsive. Nauseating. Embarrassing. Time wasting. Pretentious. Amateurish. Unworthy of you. So my literary self tells me.
But listen to me, literary self! Sit down, lookame lookame lookame! Yes you can keep your coffee but drop the iPhone.
I’m sure if I think hard enough, I’ll find a justification if not a reason for starting yet another blog. Maybe more than one.
7 reasons why I blog my poems
- I thought I needed a brand new blog to work on for Blogging 101. I was wrong. So what?
- Using Wordpress’s seductive Schedule button, I can impersonate a dedicated, professional, assiduous, skilful, predictable, reliable daily blogger. Poems are banked up in the system now for the next month. Cunning or what?
- I have an archive of several hundred mini-poems dating from my first glimpse of a smart phone. It was instantly obvious to me why God created smart phones: for sharing teeny weeny gobbets of poetry. But instead of creating an app or otherwise marketing my little fortune cookie poems, I just went on writing new ones. Today, with an official blog for poems and nothing but poems, I can finally share. (See reason No. 6.)
- I looooove taking square photos with my iPhone for no reason. Look, I just took another one. I wear those fingerless mittens on cold type days. What a gorgeous colour! What entrancing shapes! Well, I think so. And how about the lucky placement of “Rejoice” on that red card! I’m happy because my endless stream of photos has found a purpose and a home: Poems in the wild.
- Nothing sharpens the editor’s pencil like publication. And a blog is a form of publication even if only three people read it. (See reason No. 6.) Typing each poem out one more time reveals unnecessary commas and a cry for a final edit. Which is nice.
- Now for the ultimate justification. A few people have actually read a few of the poems! I can prove it! Perhaps that’s exaggerating but some have clicked a like button and a staggering ten [sic; 10, X, shí, juunin, tekau, dix, zehn, sepuluh] have followed the blog, so there, literary self, take that! Surely even you can see that having a few readers, even a mere two or a magnificent ten, is better than having no readers at all?
- And finally: I like my blog. It’s my private indulgence. It makes me smile.
Track Poems in the Wild: this is a link 🙂
I enjoy reading poems, sometimes I write them also.
Keep writing poems you have a nice blog here.
Happy Days Writing.
Wow, I’m impressed with #2 and #3, totally agree with #4 as I love Instagram for that reason – maybe it reminds us of the photos of our youth??, and yay, I’m one of #6. And #7 is the best reason of all!
I cherish my magnificent ten! Thank you!
Well, I’m intrigued. Checking it out. Totally snagged me here, in a good way!
That’s great!
I’m glad you like your blog. Blogs should be an indulgence! Carry on doing what pleases you. It pleases your readers too!
Thank you!
Blog when and what you want to blog ! Don’t worry about what the literary self or other literary selves think. I enjoy reading your blog too.
You can take square photos with an Iphone? Seriously?
Off to check the poem link …
Yes indeed! It’s down there along with Time Lapse, Slo Mo, Video, Photo and Pano. Have fun!
Just found it! It pays to look 😆
Just think of posting your poems on your blog as giving them birth. Do they really exist if they can’t be read by other people?
Maybe rebirth in an alternative universe.
Rachel, do you consider yourself existing in one universe, and the rest of us in another? I used to talk about my island universe theory of reality, where each of us is an island universe. In this theory, we’d communicate by tossing notes in a bottle out into space hoping they’d find their way to another universe, but the distances between all of us was as vast as they are between stars. Sounds rather lonely, doesn’t it? Well, the idea came to me 50 years ago when I was exploring the doors of perception.
Ah no, my thought was much simpler: some of the poems on my blog have been published already, and I’m giving them a new lease of life. Your image of unique (lonesome) universes of individual perception resonates with me — and it’s all the more delightful when you find your perceptions overlap with others.
Rachel, thank you for following my blog. I’m honored.
Gosh — my pleasure!