It has become painfully apparent that I have to release my poems at this time if I am to evolve as a poet. I’ve met some interesting people as of late and one conversation with a real poet and dramatist brought me to a conversation about rhythm and technique. I don’t think or see myself as a technical poet. I’m very earnest and I put more focus on emotion and mood than I do on rhythm, and language.
I have some ideas of poems that I want to try and see if I can structure them with technique and language in mind, rather than approach it from a personal, experiential point-of-view. I want to try new things but I feel, on a deeper level, that any poem I write now will only return me back to my current voice; the one that you can find in my current et of poems.
As an aspiring artist, it is important for me to grow and change.
So it has become very, very clear to me that it is time to compile my poems together and put out a book; self-publish if I have to. I’ll collect all the drafts on my blog, take a weekend off to fine-tune each poem, fix what need fixing based on my personal viewpoints and the areas that was pointed out to me by people I trust, most notably my Dad. And from there, put out the definitive version of a first volume of my work.
I’ll probably add a few more poems that won’t appear here so people will be more inclined to buy it, hopefully, if they are wont to buy poetry books and are discouraged in buying because they can find all the poems here in my blog anyway. I hope that the poems find a finality in the book and that their most complete and whole version will be achieved when I finally do it.
I think this is the only way I can move forward and it has become very clear to me that I have been delaying this for quite awhile now.
It’s time to do it.
I’m scared shitless.