I have no idea how to be a modern poet. When I first decided I wanted to put my poetry “out there” (read: into the nebulous sea of the internet), I thought, “I’ll start a blog!”. And after a few months, I realized, “No one really reads blogs anymore. (Maybe it’s just poetry blogs… or poetry in general).”
So, I happened to stumble upon a vast poetry community on Instagram (read: accidentally clicked a button that showed me someone who just had poetry as their IG posts… #crushedit #fatfingers). I then found a vast community of people… who write poetry. Who read poetry. A community of people like me who just want to share their art with the world, with whoever else wants to read it.
All that said… I still have no idea what I’m doing. Hashtags? Followers? Pretty pictures + poetry? Just poetry? Consistency of posts? Mixing my personal life + poetry? *sigh and shrug*
So, here’s one I put in IG that I didn’t put here. The perfectionist in me is having a panic attack at their not being parity between my social media outlets. Shove it perfectionist. Art is happening.