why yes i am procrastinating, shut up.
what to say when they ask you why you write poetry III
February 2011
Hold everything you touch. -- "
Shutter Dove", by Carrie Rudzinski
It was February and I braved the weather,
the roads frozen over with December's rain,
to listen to two women poets read their work.
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& one more, plus two poems by Kimiko Hahn. )
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I love the written word more too! But every time I go to poetry readings, i think, ahh, this is the way one actually communicates. It just seems so immediate, so effecting, you know?
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february 2011
To define generosity--
at first the openness
of the spinal cord, transforming
flesh to a question
mark, and after that,
the hardened plushness of breath,
pushing;
of course, then, the rich give
of words, nothing like
the crunch of a well-worn voice--
perhaps touch last.
But surely there is something
to be said for knowing
the line of your knuckles
clutching the bones of a rail,
sunlight slanting against
your temple as you
scrape back your hair,
the forming, reforming,
for forgetting, remembering.
This is the generosity of memory.
It belongs to me alone.
I hope your practice exam went well! And wut who conducts exams over skype........
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Memory has been nothing but triggering so far. But. I think this poem helped me calm down, at least enough to have remembered the last lines and hope to take something, warm instead of bitter.
I am guessing that this one and the second poem in the post were your own, right? They're breathtaking. In that painful universal way, and all the same horribly intimate.
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Yes, this one and the first two in the post are my own! I wish I still had time to dedicate to writing poetry, but c'est la law school.
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♥ ;_;
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