After reading Timothy Liu's Of Thee I Sing, I began to think of lists again. I've always admired Liu's work, and at the same time I know I tend to space out half way through a lot of his poems. After reading this latest book of his once, I got to go back in a more relaxed way to look more closely at some of the individual poems. I noticed that I generally spaced out when a poem didn't use complete sentences, even though it used capital letters and periods. I think since it was more difficult for me to follow, my brain just said--Too hard--and checked out. I know--sad, but true. It's a wonder why I can read and love to read some poetry at all sometimes.
So, I've started to write lists with incomplete sentences. There are a lot of subject matters I've wanted to talk about in my poetry, but haven't been able to do it in a way that I would call successful. I've been wanting to write about American politics these days, about my relationship to my body, about a number of things that I just haven't been able to sink into. I think the lists are helping.
I have my teleconference writing group with Amber and Sharon this week. My blog readers seemed to enjoy my mention of the "tanka" poetry form that Amber, Sharon, and I tried a few weeks ago, so maybe I'll post another exercise that we do sometime this week.