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Wednesday, March 10, 2010

A Centenary Celebration!

Today is day 100!

I had no idea, when I began London Word Festival's One Hundred Days challenge, how much I would enjoy writing a 140 character mini poem on Twitter every day. (In fact, when you take into account the #100days and #twitpoem hash tags, and the day number designation, I was left with between 114 and 117 characters. That's not much.)

I feel great about accomplishing this small task, and looking back over the work as a whole, I'm pretty proud of some of the results, which you can see by clicking the link to "TaunaLen's Poetry" above. So, because I feel so great about having completed this challenge, I've decided two things.

First, I'm going to continue.

Though the One Hundred Days challenge is over, I plan to continue writing at least one mini poem or haiku each day for the next 265 days. This will leave me with a year's worth by December 10, 2010. I may be sick of them by then, or I may just have developed the habit of writing one, daily, tiny poem that I will carry with me for years to come. Who knows?

I'll also be participating next month in Robert Lee Brewer's Poetic Asides National Poetry Month Poem-A-Day Challenge, writing one poem each day for the month of April, from prompts provided by Robert himself--one of my favorite poets. These will be separate from the mini poems, and unlike them, will be unpublished on Twitter, or Facebook, or my website. These full length poems will hopefully provide the fodder from which will come future submissions to poetry journals. Submitting work to poetry journals is also part of my 2010 goals. I hope to be published sometime this year.

Winter and spring seem to be good seasons for poetry and me.

I've also made a second decision.

Feedback on my first hundred mini poems was interesting. I didn't expect to hear much from my friends or family. People tend to smile and nod, and allow me the idiosyncrasy of being a poet, without much response. I don't mind. However, over the last 100 days, I've had lots of great comments from many of you. So, I plan to take the best of the last 100 days and put them into a chapbook, a poetry collection, to mark this achievement. It will be something small. Something self-published, available one copy at a time to those who want one.

So I'm sure I'll print at least two copies... one for my mother, one for myself. On the off chance that anyone else would like a copy, I'll post the information here as soon as the book is ready.

Thanks to everyone for the encouragement, the questions, ("Did you remember to write your poem today? It's almost midnight!" and "When does that Hundred days of poetry thing stop?") and the tolerance for my tiny verses popping up on in the Twitter stream and on the Facebook page.

You're a great bunch of friends and family!

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