Air
Grabs,
Lifts us
In[to] the
Open.
How?
It can’t…
Only time
Knows the way.
The first chapter is done. Twenty pages of hard sci-fi turned into one really confusing poem. With 243 pages left in the book. This project seems a lot larger in scale now than it did when I first started it. I originally thought that I could construct a poem out of each page in a bout ten or twenty minutes. Experience has shown though that this normally takes about an hour or more. Especially, so when skimming over the page I’m constructing two parallel poems and trying to decide which one will work best.
It’s been interesting, fun, and challenging. I don’t know if I’m learning anything yet from the experience.
