April approacheth, and stalking in its shadow is NAPOWRIMO, that juggernaut of poetic output. Here's the deal: through the efforts of countless poets nationwide, National Poetry Month is transformed into National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo), and thus from ugly duckling into Giant Robot Duckling That Destroys Cities through the Might of its Verse.
Those who accept the NaPoWriMo challenge must commit themselves to writing a poem every day for the entirety of April. Those who accept this challenge may choose to post those poems on blogs, keep them in their notebooks, or hire underemployed skywriters to decorate urban cloudscapes with their output.
I have been doing this for around five years, and many have followed in my wake! If you plan to participate, go to buy finasteride forth and do so! NaPoWriMo is free, requires no license, and wants you to propagate it in new and foreign soils.
If you plan to participate and are going to post your output on a blog, though, feel free to send me an email (reenhead-at-gmail-dot-com) and I will link to your NaPoWriMo blog!
From my own experience, when you write 30 poems in a month, some are bad. Some are good. Some are unaccountably good! And at any rate, it gets you writing, gets you thinking, and gets you back into the poetry groove you may have thought you lost or never had or that your sister stole (along with three Babysitters Club books) back in 1989.
So, get to it! Begin flexing your versical muscles, doing warm-up jogs, and drinking raw eggs. And prepare to join me, friends, in the greatest poetic adventure of the year!
Poetry for Bone Death
The fish births in darkness.
Water rusts in the cat's heart.
No blood from a stone.
Or better yet, let's each submit slightly different permutations of that haiku! Very Oulipo!