Happy Valentine’s Day!
To celebrate, my bride and I had a romantic lunch and then visited the Houston Museum of Fine Art. My beloved’s mother was a professional artist who taught my bride. There were tears of joy.
Today’s poem is an amalgamation of quotes we spoke while admiring O’keefe, Hassam, Picasso, and Matisse–to name a few.
Chasing dreams today. Always chasing dreams. And I’m going to keep on chasing them.
I put the final words down on my latest manuscript last week and thought I could get all of my revisions ready for my copy editor by the end of the weekend. Boy was I wrong! Got me thinking about expectations and the way the last part of any journey or process is always the most difficult. For me anyway. Anyone else find that to be true? Getting started, that’s easy. Following through? I’m getting better.
YIKES! I changed up things today and abandoned my routines and systems. The result? I completely forgot about writing today’s poem until just a few moments ago!
It’s funny how a little change can lead to things slipping away and the very recognition of that loss can serve as inspiration for recovering what was forgotten and building upon it.
Thinking about the process of creation and writing today. Thought to action to construct, be it a mental or physical one, the bare bones of the process are all but identical.
I read an article on hypocognition yesterday that brought me back to some of my time in the classroom where we discussed the idea of the connection between words and concepts. For example, when you say “chair” what comes to mind? It’s not necessarily the same image or concept of a chair that comes to my mind. And what about stories and humor? How often do we lose things in translation or find that there is no significant equivalent in our language or another? Colors, concepts, even emotions–how many different forms of love are there?
Food for thought.
The Everyday Poet 