Sonnet 2.I - Behind the Scenes (henceforth, BTS)
My goals for the Divine Nature sonnets, and a start to part two of the Divine Nature sonnets. (In other words, a lot of writer's gobbledygook.)
My goal for the Divine Nature sonnets is to someday compile them into a printed collection and offer them for sale to readers. In fact, I wanted, last year by July, to have had a first collection of at least twenty-four poems. But, as life does, it happened in different ways, and the full poem writing life was not one of the ways, and I ended in December of 2023 with a total of nineteen poems.
I had in mind to write at least one more poem before 2023 closed out, in order to make it an even twenty. But, it didn’t happen. (Or maybe it did, because my Bat Sequence sonnets had some extras embedded within. I’ll have to go back and take a look at them sometime, but not now.) For now, what I know, is that I have nineteen sonnets, and I am okay with that. I have decided that I am moving on and going to continue with sonnets - because I really want to continue practicing with this form - for a part two of the Divine Nature sonnets. Thus, the title of this post and upcoming sonnet is Sonnet 2.I - wherein the two is signaling, at least for this Substack format, that this is part two of the series.
My plan, in part two of these sonnets, is to begin to publish process, BTS, posts before I publish the final piece. Thus, this is the first process post below:
I’ve written a poem before, about sitting on the front porch. It mentions basking in the sun. It’s this one here —> Love Seat on the Front Porch. The poem is pretty good, actually. It’s much more about sitting on the porch in general, in every season of the year, and not a lot about basking in the sun. This one that I’m writing currently, though, is specifically about sitting on the porch, in winter, and basking in the sun. (I’m writing a justification to myself here, in this paragraph, about why it’s okay to write another poem about sitting on the porch.)
This one, that I’m currently writing, actually welled up (is that the right phrase?) in my soul last week while I was sitting warm in the sun. I love basking in the sun on the front porch in the winter. That was the thought that started it all, I think.
My goal is to finish this sonnet by next Saturday. This morning, during Allison Byxbe’s Saturday pages journaling session, the prompt was about enjoying life’s simple pleasures, such as holding the warmth of the sunlight in cupped hands. The prompt was (write) on for me, and as I was journaling today, I believe I may have received further direction for the sonnet.
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