I've made 29 blog posts in the 17 days of 2022 so far - 6 poems, 23 thoughtish-essayish things. (30 including this!)

Half of those 6 poems are so tiny and sketched that they probably don't even qualify for the name. But I do have a couple more actual poems in reserve that I'm not yet ready to post even to a poem blog that no one reads. I have... some kind of process, here.

I accept that any expressive writing can be painfully revealing and show your imperfections magnified. So... when I write a poem that's definitely doing that, I often sit on it for a while, but usually end up just letting it go and posting it. I'll tweak a few words, phrases, or spacings the way I would for any other poem, but after a few weeks, I'm usually ready to accept the poem as an expression rather than a billboard of my problems. If people see the latter, they can. I share the former. The latter can be inferred. Interpretation is your business. I know I have problems. That's why I write poems.