tell me the entire face is mine even the subtle interior like a toy silver bell tell me the riddle at the end of the nose is also mine a red letter "r" or an ember of hair a wing where innocent elbows used to be as if to say, we are each standing at the foot of an impossible triumph while our souls labor under the weight of the human questions like a bunch of mad boys flying at the sun one at a time two at a time three & four & five at a time blind pigs mud angels broken halos all
I have decided that Flight of the Paper Birds will be the title poem and concept behind my forthcoming chapbook. I spent a great deal of time yesterday going through my poetry from the past two years. If I had a nickel for every time I thought, “My God, I can’t believe I wrote THAT!” Indeed, if I’m going to be honest, it was a cringeworthy exercise–one that made me sense I’ve evolved as a poet in the past year, especially, and that radically changed my perspective on this whole project. I realized there are lots of good ideas, images, and lines that I can and should salvage from my earlier work. Revise, repurpose, and revivify. That is what this chapbook will be. Lots of new poetry. Made mostly from old poetry, much like “Flight of the Paper Birds,” a poem I first published here on the blog about two years ago. All that remains now is the title.
The collage above will be the front cover. (The feathers on the birds are actually pieces of a hawk feather I found about a month ago and which I’ve been hoping to put to good use.) Anyway, now that I’ve got a concept for the chapbook, I’m really excited about it. It’s going to be very different from the first one, I hope, in a good way. Thank you, as always, for reading. And I hope you all have a great weekend.