Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Tomorrow Marks the First Day of National Poetry Month

And L-Bo and I are writing a poem a day, in honor. No matter how failed, how broken, how stinky, how sad, I will post here. I warn you now so that you can look away, look away or like miner's canaries fly through and see how toxic the fumes get. On the best days, we might all emerge singing. Or, you'll get good-jealous and join us?
To yellow feathers and flights of verse.

2 comments:

Kathrine said...

Can't wait to see them! Might try to join in...

Steph R said...

Where are your daily poems??????