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I’ve said more that once that I don’t write poems, I write prayers.  So to me, what’s in this blog isn’t really poetry.

Only it kind of is. I mean, it isn’t prose. I don’t use rhyme, but I do use metre and alliteration and a few other words I learned in lit class. I do try to evoke meaning with words rather than saying things outright. So is that poetry? Other folks seem to find it so.

Anyway, generally speaking it doesn’t matter much.

But I wanted to mention to all you creative types that apparently April is NaPoWriMo, or “National Poetry Writing Month.” Which makes it kind of like NaNoWriMo for those of us who–due to what it is that we write–don’t find word count all that useful a gauge. 🙂

Apparently all it calls for is “Write a poem a day.”  Which–yes I know (oh do I know!)–is easier said than done. I am not at all sure that I will manage it. But I am going to try!

I grew up in the country, not far out of town but far enough. Always near large, unused fields, cleared long ago by farmers who had long since given up and moved on to something more profitable; our short growing season no doubt had something to do with this.  So the fields were, and are, left ragged with bits of leftover hay growing  among the long grass.

And often, in the middle of the field, there stands a large pile of rocks.

When I was a child, I didn’t concern myself with how they got there. I just knew they were wonderful to climb and play on. I did sometimes wonder what might lie at the bottom–surely they must be covering some treasure, or perhaps some thing better left undisturbed, depending on which game we were playing that day.

What they actually were, though, was a bit less mysterious. Every spring, when the  farmers prepared their fields, they found rocks that had not been there the previous year, driven to the surface by the winter. They would throw these rocks into a pile in the middle of the field, and after a few years this pile would be pretty big. (Back in those days, having a big pile of rocks in the middle of your hayfield was only a minor inconvenience; today’s machines couldn’t deal with it at all.)

The stones themselves, though, have a great deal of meaning to me, and not only because I am so fond of them. They also represent those pieces of the world that keep on surfacing, no matter what we do to move them to somewhere more convenient for us. They are persistent; they are insistent; and they never stop their progress.

Where to find me

In a likely-hopeless effort to organize my thoughts, I have multiple blogs so I can connect with as many folks as I can.
Hearthstone at Livejournal
Hearthstone at Dreamwidth
My general-purpose catchall online journal.
Underflow at Wordpress
Underflow at Tumblr
My prayers to the Greek gods.
Fieldstones at Wordpress
Fieldstones at Tumblr
My prayers to the insular and continental Celtic gods. (You are here.)
Hearth and Field at Wordpress
Hearth and Field at Tumblr
My prayers to the heathen gods.

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