Strange days indeed. The book is inevitably delayed, but we will get there. For now, my poetry compadres and I have decided to each write a poem, every day. This feels a little scary, but good-scary I think. Released from the pressure of only showing the best you can do, this instead is a sharing of ideas, which I am sure will occasionally produce ‘finished’ work to be proud of, the law of averages and all that, and talented folks of course. Those who have done this before found that they produced the seeds of future work, and that the exercise is liberating, making us more observant, more tuned in to the world around us. That has to be good.
Take care, Colin
Colin Hopkirk Poetry 