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Well, later than the clock inside says, damn daylight savings time.
Be that as it may, I needs be off to do some food-gathering and just to be outside a bit. I sent off my last three haiku to the @nypl contest, having realized too late that they didn’t mean submit THREE short poems but that you could submit three short poems A DAY. But then again one paragraph did seem to indicate that @NYPL should be included in each poem and that just can’t be so. Right?
OK, then. Out of my hands anyway.
I’m outta here and I will figure out what time it is somewhere else.
Was reminded by sister grammazon Holly late in the day but that won’t happen again. Next year, expect anticipatory notices so we can celebrate National Grammar Day properly!
Today, grammar day:
it snuck up on me, but it’s
always in my heart.
Next year we will meet
to debate morphology
and drink to grammar.
What’s grammar you ask?
Ideas about correct use
of this thing: language.
system and structure,
playing by the rules we know:
we call it grammar.
Neil Gaiman spent 12 hours tweeting a question or prompt an hour and a gazillion people wrote back with a very short response. Even reading the original responses brought laughs and tears. So I was wildly excited to sit down tonight and read Neil’s twelve very short stories, A Calendar of Tales, inspired by the responses. What a deal! I was glad that each month’s tale included the tweet that had inspired it.
I was at work so I didn’t get to see all the prompts as they rolled out. I sure understand the excitement and pleasure of working under a restraint or challenge. Having the limits really stirs the pot and gets the mind working and focused. That is true no matter what media you’re working with.
Yanked from the archives, here are my responses to some of the prompts (like, “Why is January so dangerous”):
- January is when days grow slowest due to the extreme cold. #JanTale
- #FebTale I took a couple week stay-cation; stayed home so much my neighbors thought I was away and plowed my driveway.
- April 1, 2004 I told husband he needed to get out. He thought it was an april fool’s joke. Long-term happiness ftw. #AprTale
- Eat as much corn on the cob & as many fresh tomatoes as you can, life’s short oh & save some room for birthday cake! #AugTale
- #SeptTale 2001, lost the glory of a cloudless blue sky to an inability to comprehend what men can do, the morning of the 11th.
- I’d most like to meet a fairy, but if that’s not creature-like, then how about a rendezvous with a dragon? #OctTale
year’s end comes at last
looking back, facing forward
we pledge to live on.
the end of the year
that space between what we are
and what we dream of.
I make new pledges
having forgotten the past
and promises not kept.
This year to be brave
and joyous at the choosing
to be brave this year.