Haven’t done any creative writing in a long while. Years, in fact. First, I ran out of gas and inspiration from being too immersed in the poetry scene, and then, life intervened. I stopped writing poetry regularly in June of 2007 (By Brakhage), only two poems since then (Tide Line, This Dominion), both over two years ago. They’re okay, I guess; abrupt but unpolished. I was intent on other things.
Lately, in the rare moment of approximate peace, I’ve been hearing a certain bluebird singing in the distance of my heart.
It might be time to start writing again.