April has been a busy old month with the London Marathon, Christenings and Caius was away with work for a lot of it. Through it all I have kept up with writing a poem a day (more or less, I wrote a couple late) and one or two of them are even okay!
I do feel like I have learned from the experience and I have mostly enjoyed it, but I can’t say I’m not relieved that tomorrow I won’t have to sit down and force out a poem. Instead I might just organise the ones I have written and print them all out as a booklet for myself to prove I did it. And probably for me to attack with a red pen and edit things to death.
All that is really left is to write a poem for today. Which should be easy but my brain is entirely blank and void of inspiration so it may have to wait until later when I have been for a walk or something.