I don't know what I'm doing.
But, I'm going to explore metaphor through familial relations, and vice versa, as an exercise to create poetry. The metaphor will overpower truth, family will become fictional, time and place will be wrecked. The point is to write under a framework, but unlike Walking Stiff Blues and Transit Prosody, which were written at and about specific times and places in New York City (some spontaneous, some not), the framework for Metaphorical Family is . . . metaphor and familial relations (or archetypes).
To be redundant: metaphor will overpower truth. These are not autobiographical. What writer can exclude autobiography from his work? But you know what I mean. I hope.
As a part of the exercise, I'm going to sketch with blog posts. Each post may or may not stand alone as a finished work, but there will be something in it worth publishing. I will not waste your time and simply vomit here.
My ultimate goal is to come back to these posts and condense them or expand upon them to create a nice series of poems, so I may post second and third incarnations of these as I explore the archetypes.