This is so stupid.
Inexplicable.
Idiotically frustrating.
I love school.
I love poetry.
I love writing.
And yet grinding out this final paper for my Poetry class.
One scratchy, sticky, reluctant word
at
a
time.
Is.
Agony.
WHY IS THIS SO HARD TO DO???
4 comments:
Because you are a writer OF poetry, not about it? Because picking apart something most consider to be inspired (although fine-tuned) seems unnatural? I'd rather listen to the crickets on a warm summer evening than dissect them too!
mmmm.... maybe ....
It feels awfully similar to BIC Resistance, though. (The problem writers have when they avoid Butt in Chair - the necessary body posture for getting real work done)
Thanks for calling me a poet, Anon. It's a little shot of confidence for me. Maybe I'm not quite as clueless and gormless as I fee at the moment. I'll take another stab at it after dinner.
Feel. As I feel. (not as I "fee") Getting punchy.
oops = sorry, anon was me. I didn't have my tea_roses account yet. missy
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