During Covid when my home state of Victoria entered a protracted lockdown I started some personal poetry projects. One was 'Covid Chronicles,' a collection of short poems of personal reflection which eventually were submitted to a time capsule intiated by Australia Post. I also started posting poetry over two week intervals on a tree on the reserve behind our house. The reserve runs for approxiately 400 metres, between houses, before ending at Fisherman's Beach. People, families and dog walkers walk its length each day. I hear them from my writing cave. The poems were initially displayed under the banner- The Poet Tree . This humble project commenced in August 2020 and continued until September 2023, clearly immune to Covid. A huge storm completely blew away one of the posts and I took it as a sign to bring the project to a close. I was also looking at fresh projects to pursue, so it was timely. Feedback indicated people missed the regular posting of poems, so in...
This week I'm sharing another Ars Poetica poem. The term loosely means the art of poetry. The resultant poem is essentially a reflection on the writing of poetry. This ancient form goes all the way back to the Roman poet, Horace who first championed the form. These poems involve the writer examining aspects of poetry's purpose, methods and nature. Ink In The Heart There is no ink on my body Not a single tattoo I carry my ink in my veins Allowing it to escape through chosen words Laid down in poems A river of inky thoughts flow forth Line by line Trickles and torrents Across a broad landscape of hungry pages Thought transcribed Fertile revelations Pure and heartfelt Happy, angry and unharnessed They spill and spread out. This enduring relationship Reveals to friend and stranger The strength of an inner call To which I willingly respond- Write, And continue to write Let the ink flow Reveal the word...