1. How do poets spend the holidays?
Do poets lock themselves away from humanity to write?
Do they dive into the middle of the black Friday and day after Christmas shopping mosh pits?
Do they stuff themselves with food?
Do they find a wall to blend into and take notes?
Do poets celebrate holidays?
Do poets have families?
These are the kind of questions I'd like you to answer.
But don't look at other poets.
Look at what you're doing.
How do you--as a poet--celebrate the holidays?
Is this the most wonderful time of the year for poem ideas?
Or is it a time of hiding your poetry writing ways in the closet--lest family members make fun of you for being a poet?
Funny story (kinda--and not naming names): At a family reunion, upon hearing that I wrote poetry, one of my cousins asked (still not sure if she was serious or not), "So, does that mean you're gay?" Umm...gotta love the holidays!
Share your take on the holidays--through the eyes of a poet--with me by sending an email (with the Subject line: "Poetic Holidays") to email@example.com and you could end up being quoted on the Poetic Asides blog.
That's right; you could be kinda semi famous (or infamous). ;)
I've got an answer . ;-D