I remember the night it started, or the night before it started… Glynn, Bradley and I were on Twitter at the same time, chatting about this ‘n that. Glynn wrote his first tweet-poem which I later featured at HighCallingBlogs and Bradley declined to write one (in response to Glynn’s on-the-spot dare).

But.

I found poetry in Bradley’s response and featured that at HCB too… http://highcallingblogs.com/blog/tragedy-in-the-balance/3463/

Okay, back to that Twitter night. I said, “This is starting to feel like a party.” And we talk about maybe writing poetry together sometime.

And the next day Eric says on Twitter, “So when’s the party?” And I give a date and time. And we show up, except Camel, who gives a nice poetic excuse which tickles us. The rest, as they say, is history.