I woke up today and decided all my poems were going to be written to the poem: and that many of them would begin with “Poem, I say,” and then going on to say something. I also decided that this was going to be the theme which would unite all the ununited work I’ve written this year, and that I would call it “The Hubris Cycle.” Bad Homeric.

I wrote several on this theme today, in between 6 hours on Creative Capital, Round 2, for the Convergence (we have made the most extensive and elaborate budget I have ever made, for anything, ever) and continued dramaturgy work for Jess in PDX – she’s making her epic ASTRAL WEEKS dance cycle now, starting workshops – and I have to say, addressing the poem directly doesn’t make it any less intimidating. In fact, it talks back. The poem takes over the poem. Which is good in terms of getting writing done, but bad in terms of getting the writing I want done.