I do not know if I will have Serena Doing anymore Poetry. I enjoy exploring the Darker poetry with her, but at the same time it is exhausting to have so many projects open at once. I am hoping to still have Xactly Poetic releasing in September. I have it over half way written. This year has been a busy writing year for me. I have released more volumes this year than I often do. I have a kid’s book I have been trying to get illustrated for Kid’s week in December.
I chose to copy some of this from the previous post…and add to it.
Xactly Poetic is currently up to 47/70 poems
Queer Verbiage is up to 26/70 poems
On my way home is up to 54/70
Fighting Ignorance is up to 23/70
Dream Drips is at 6/70
Serena’s Blood Red Rain is at 48/70
Occult Madness is at 3/70
Ocular Dystopia is at 2/70
As you can see… I am making progress… but I’m not sure if I am going to be done with any of them soon… that being said… I am setting a September release date tentatively for Xactly Poetic. I think that I can do that deadline. I say tentatively as I don’t have it finished and I don’t want to promise something that I can’t do.
It feels so strange to me to have so many volumes in progress. But many of them have a theme… which means that I am limited to what goes into them.
Xactly Poetic is all about the form. I am a free verse poet – so writing to the form is a challenge for me and my writing skills.
Queer Verbage is all about being a non-binary pansexual and the rainbow magic in my life.
On my way home is not themed, really…but like many of my volumes it is picking up a slight theme of the journey and what home is to me. Though I am not doing it on purpose.
Fighting ignorance is political poetry… and my opinions there are strong.
Dream Drips is about addiction.
Occult Madness is about pagan ideas, and religious thought.
So I wanna talk about my favorite Poets…since it is National Poetry Month.
I have always been fond of Edgar Allan Poe. His work speaks to the Goth heart in me. His story 0f not making it during his lifetime also hits notes of poetic tragedy and genuine goth nature…(I know I am weird.)
Another I have always loved was Emily Dickenson. Her work is almost opposite in a lot of ways to Poe. Flowery and light. Almost as though she were making the words themselves her lover.
In my teen years I discovered Irene Hunt’s Up a Road Slowly. It introduced me to two new poets. Sara Teasdale and Edna St. Vincent Millay. I was enamored by the idea that poetry could be just randomly inserted into books. I did not realize that would not generally happen anyway.
In more recent years thanks to YouTube, I have discovered Blythe Baird and Rachel Wiley. I adore their poems.
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