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April 6 Draft 4

Lissen, piggies. Down there, I too was subject
to the cult of improvements. One must get
better to get up, we said. It came in different
flavors. Chakra banking, fatherhood, hairshirt
teams, psychedelic river bed crouching, disciplined
waste reduction, dumpster diving recommodification,
beginning conversations with one’s passion, crossfit,

solitary leisureless damp naked pursuit of one’s own
character, somehow beyond one’s body. As you
approach a truffle, root and ingest, piggies, so we
tried to advance until we might envelop and absorb
those qualities we knew were hovering just beyond
the extreme of perception, a mock sword for
training, straight, wooden, but appearing to curve

as does the road into the backdrop of far. Of course,
one’s character was already there, stitched into you
as were all the battles of all the tribes that fluttered
in and out of stronghold. An emperor sleeps in a fine
bed in a tent in a wood. Sound familiar? Well, piggies,
the thread with which one was cinched was spun
from the detritus. A rumor of death, a passing rider,

a woman whose family was cruel, a child without a
drop of ink. Could you see it scalded on an infant’s brow?
Perhaps, perhaps not. Below, things forge inside,
rust, and crumble there, too. If spring comes, don’t
lift the blankets. The dust blows. It sticks to mud.
The mud is quick, and quicker than the quickening
that precedes the heartbeat, a new spool.

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It’s happening again. NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2021.

A multicolored pattern of hexagons in orange, pink, dark and light blue sits behind an orange box with white text that says April is #NAPOWRIMO. Follow along with our daily poem drafts at bloofbooks.com/blog.

Hi! So here’s a new promo code for April: NAPOWRIMO for 20% off all Bloof books (exceptions: the bundle is already discounted more than that, art prints, and used/collectible). If you try it now it might work in March too, wink wink.

What is #napowrimo, you wonder? It’s an unofficial, unaffiliated poetry game played annually by poets all over the world (#glopowrimo). It grew, sort of accidentally, out of a personal challenge Maureen Thorson set for herself one April, many moons ago in the poetry-blog days of yore. I joined her the following year, and others did too, and soon it became an annual, organic free-for-all, a lively everybody-is-invited event.

Maureen’s idea has proven so popular, people have assumed it’s hosted by some Official Org or Institution, but nope. It’s entirely noncommercial and unsponsored. She’s created a site—napowrimo.net—and accompanying Twitter account to share daily prompts and featured participants every day in April, which is really nice of her.

Bloof always hosts a handful of our authors on our blog, and this April will be no exception. Wanna play? You can join in on your own site or social media account. See napowrimo.net for the details.