Two days ago, I wrote that I was developing all promising “A Rhebok!” verse variations in spite of having selected (albeit unofficially) the set I wish to refine for the final draft. Now, in the midst of that process, I reap its benefits as I stumble upon ideas I might otherwise not have encountered. Something as simple as finding a new word with which to describe the flight of the animal has had a rippling effect, significantly improving the quality of my preferred variations. This is what I mean by “time well wasted” in art.
Month: August 2019
The South African spring is all but here and has announced its arrival with swathes of yellow in the fields and sapphire flashes in the garden.
I am almost wholly certain of the verse variations I shall choose for the final “A Rhebok!” draft, yet I am compelled by curiosity—and the sheer pleasure and satisfaction of the occupation—to consider (by way of developing into complete stanzas) all other variations with potential.