Snow continues to fall overnight and cold descends. The loudest snowblower in the whole world wakes me at 6:30, and by the “official” opening time for loud noises others chime in. I hoist myself out of bed after a shortened sleep– being a nightowl– and spend the day off-kilter, in a daze.
Written by mairmusic
January 28, 2021 at 11:34 am
Posted in January
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I decided to continue on after a year, because this document had become a treasured reflective spot in my life. There are some changes in "Year 2," expanding options for my weekly poem beyond sonnet to add some other forms-- rondeau or triolet, villanelle. I added the decima in late January 2010, and the pantoum in August. Definitions of each form appear below. I continue to post a photo daily, but may post several pictures taken on one day over the course of a week if I have an interesting series. I may even post an old photo if I'm writing about something I'm thinking back to. I'll continue to have fun with this project; I hope you will too. For Year 3 I tried including other people in the self-portraits that accompany my poems, adding "Musical Sundays" to post mp3s of my music, but these petered out in a few months. This is simply a place for my daily thoughts & photos, and weekly poems in the forms I love. Onward...!
I used to have one of those loud snow blowers…another possession I don’t miss.
slpmartin
January 28, 2021 at 1:45 pm
Never got one. So far I can shovel myself. Or employ bands of roving teens.
mairmusic
January 28, 2021 at 3:25 pm