I published a poem called What Got You Here. To me, it’s not a particularly interesting poem, and it feels a bit dated. But this poem started the The Target Bird Year, which I never thought I’d finish when I started out, and certainly never thought would lead to me maintaining this as a regular blog.
Flash forward another year, and I see this pop up on my dash:
a poster for the Poetry Bomb live event at Housing Works, and it has my name on it with Paul fucking Muldoon. All because of this blog.
Frankly, it blows my mind. Every new follower, every like, every reblog, every nice comment — it’s not a new thing, but it never feels like it’s old or tired or just part of the norm. Seriously, everyone, THANK YOU. I cannot think of words potent enough to express how much I appreciate each and every one of you. Thank you for giving me new reasons to continue this weird little poetry endeavor every day, and I only hope that in some way I’m able to reciprocate how you make feel through these dumb little poems. Thank you thank you thank you.