I seem to be having a discussion with myself about the binary existence of genders as I write this morning - somewhere between journaling and trying to write poetry. It's more akin to free writing than actual poetry draft... but it has me thinking and perhaps something will come out of it in the end.
Forget Chocolate M&Ms - they are dead to me. Boo-tterscotch rule! Only limited edition for now - We must demand they become a regular!!!
A brief taste of some of the morsels in my journal recently.
Have you ever finished reading a book and thought how glad you were that the author lived? Have you ever sent them a note to tell them just how much the book meant to you?
So last night I spent an hour writing and toying with the conjoining of hash tags and poetry. This may be the start of a project. I guess time will tell.
Am I the only person who between poems written (and by that I mean finished with the last draft) sometimes feel like I may never be able to once again successfully put a poem on a page? Such insecurities will creep into the next attempt and the one after that, and so on, until I at last break free of the self doubt.
Of course self doubt leads to greater self criticize which leads often to self censorship. It's a whole vicious circle. Such circles are not a poet's friend.
Quietly i begin my wait for some good news....
"We are all writing God's Poem." - Anne Sexton
Isn't that what we are doing, Immortalizing some great truth in our poetry? I don't think that Anne Sexton had a monopoly on this. To the extent that any of us can actually discern what God is wanting us to write, I think Sexton may have gotten dangerously close with The Fury off God's Good-bye. She may have come close with several poems.
Sexton wrote often from a great personal depth - she had a courageous way about her when she was unzipping her soul for us all to see. I want to be as daring. Not necessarily with confessional poetry, but in general. I think if we are going to write God's poem(s) I'm pretty certain he/she wants us to go bold. He/She is not going to be happy with some casual writing, I'm sure he/she expects us to reveal a bit of our heart - put ourselves on the line. Otherwise, who will want to read it.
Michael Allyn Wells - notes & musings