I love being part of the poetry fest! The dailiness of making poems through August, and, increasingly, making the postcards as well, has been healing as well as creatively satisfying. Also, having postcards, real physical cards with actual ink on them from genuine humans arrive in my mailbox has gotten me through the last two summers in better emotional and mental health than would have been possible without the fest. In 2019, I lost a close friend the end of April, and my beloved mother-in-law in early August. Making cards helped me grieve and celebrate them. The last two years I’ve experimented more with lines and titles inspired by work by the poet I’m reading – sometimes from an earlier year. I got to do a recipe exchange beyond the original cards with one of the poets this year. I compose the poem on the postcard, and since I’ve already made the art on the other side, I don’t even imagine the option of ripping it up – this is pretty scary and exhilarating. I’m hooked.
The Cards I Got 2022
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