Poetry Day

This is just a forewarning and a piece of blog insider information. Incase you hadn’t noticed, I am not very structured or especially disciplined in how I go about this blog. On most days I couldn’t tell you in the morning what I might write a blog post about during the course of that day. But I prefer it that way at this point in time.

Last week I had the usual things on during weeknights, and then, because Thursday is late night shopping night, I went to the supermarket etc on the way home. When I got home I knew I had to get Poetry Friday happening, and I had in mind to post another Emily Dickinson, I just hadn’t chosen which one (and usually it’s not hard for me to choose a poem!). So I got home from the shops, thought I’d use my actual book, scrambled around trying to find it, couldn’t (it wasn’t where a poetry book is supposed to be, or anywhere else either), so I spent too long looking for it because I hate losing books, then went scratching around on the internet looking for that particular one (for all the lack of forethought I need to happen upon a poem that “suits” at the time).

Then I got annoyed that I wasn’t doing other things because I was spending so much time looking for a book and a poem, and got to thinking that Friday is not the best day of the week to post a poem and that would suit me better to do on the weekends, but I don’t want to sign myself up for a weekend day (maybe I’m a blog commitment-phob). So, I made the decision, that from this point on it might be Poetry Day, on any given day that a poem takes my fancy, rather than locking myself into Friday.

Apologies to those who like regularity and predictability. I think I am going through an anti-structure phase at the moment, for those things outside the big things that need to be done that is. Perhaps we can reach a compromise, and I shall endeavour to make it mostly Fridays, but just not always Fridays.