It’s been weeks since I went to the gym. Every day, I think, “Tomorrow’s going to be the day.” But not yet…
In the meantime, my poetry muscles need a workout, too.
Today’s exercise:
Look around, or if you’re walking to work or the bus or a bakery, keep a close eye on the little details. Choose one concrete thing–on the sidewalk or in the grass or hanging from a tree limb. Start your writing from it, and see how fast you can jump from it and where you can go.
I always think everything around me is ordinary, so this is a good workout for moving past the surface and connecting with associations. I hope.