Plan to Letterpress

The process of letterpress is my plan for how to publish. Pressing words or an image into paper, sending the ink into the surface a little deeper and partaking in printing antiquity are reasons that encourage me to action.

The poems have already been chosen, a series of haiku written many years ago while hiking in Cathedral Park in Canada. The poems will cut sharp as scree on the mountainside into the paper.

Press ink on paper

Tell of Stone City and larch

In a season past

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dVerse prompt on plan for writing and how in the springtime I plan to learn letterpress and do a chapbook of haiku

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Plan to Letterpress

Keep It Simple

Today I am not flying to Houston but rather I am going to Iowa, the place where I was born. The heartland, the grass plains now in field corn ready to harvest. A simple place where the elms have died out and the Fox have bought back a part of their land and run a casino. I am not flying thru Denver where the airport built on sacred land but rather thru Vegas, the hub of gambling and entertainment, the vision of an eccentric.

My hometown has changed. Where there use to be three grocery stores now there is one. There are still a number of bars that line one street and no shoe store anymore. I remember Buster Brown in the shop window and a number of dress shops. Now there is one. My sister and I walk all day reminiscing childhood, the town’s dramas and a dad who drank too much.  There is already too much extravagance in the world. Time to keep it simple.

Seasons move so fast

We are caught in the middle

How to surrender

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dVerse prompt haibun Monday and explain why you write the way you do

Keep It Simple

Write

How can I not write after all these years, these months, these days.  Now the avoidance of time.  I am no longer in a hurry.  The poems will right themselves or disappear never to be seen.  Either way is a blessing.  Only when the work is done can we rest and there is so much work to do.  I am tried of procrastinating my life, of not believing.  Tried of every sunset where nothing was done and the morning comes undone.  Breaking the inertia is the hardest moment of my life.

See the alpenglow

What better sign than this one

To start a great task

Write