My sister decided that to take and post a photograph every day.
It seemed like a good way to force...self-encourage creativity. But I don't take photographs.
This blog will be my daily[ish] writings. Some days I may write poems, some days I'll write phrases or sentences. Since most of what I post here will probably fall into some category of poetry, I must quote Paul Valery, as he accurately stated that, "A poem is never finished, only abandoned." So everything here is a work in progress.
Day 10. Feeling good. Writing this poem, I had a picture in my mind of Jack Johnson (James Earl Jones version in the Great White Hope) fighting 50 bare-knuckle rounds in the hot sun. Though, I don't know if Jack Johnson ever really made it 50 rounds. The picture I had was James Earl Jones as Jack Johnson, but I think it really came from another bare-knuckle boxer, John L. Sullivan. In any case, I also think I should explain That "Rays" in line 4 is a verb. I'm wondering if that really works out ok.