I’ve been having an internal debate over whether or not to post my NaPoWriMo poems as I write them. On the one hand, the feedback, encouragemnt (and blog hits!) are all well worth it. On the other hand, I’ve finally started submitting a lot of work this year to competitions and journals, and it’s often the case that you can’t submit a piece of writing if it’s appeared anywhere online.
So, I’ve decided that a happy middle ground is to share little bits of what I’ve written, but hold back the full poems for editing and submitting.
Without further ado, here we go:
We were ships becalmed,
doldrummed by our mother’s heartbeat,
wrestling for space and fresh water.
Their hands itch for trophies;
their minds are dirty with birdwing
and the stench of rutting.
My infant tongue
was a great pronouncer of words,
impatient to unwrap syllables