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Writing a Poem

Posted by deborah

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This past week, something awful and interesting and intimate and emotional and fascinating (all at once) happened. I almost don’t know what to do with the experience.

Do I keep it to myself forever? Do I make it into art?

Writing about this particular experience is difficult because it happened too recently and also because I don’t know that it’s respectful to write about. It’s not an experience many people have. Those that do would probably appreciate reading a poem about it.

It’s not like me to “overthink” (yes, one word) the creation of a poem, yet here I am. One part of my brain says it’s a beautiful moment in some ways. Another part of my brain asks, “how could you even consider writing about this?”

I don’t know what to do.

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During my conference, I learned — among other things — that a completely unsexy business such as dumpsters can be made to be fun and profitable.

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Work continues on the latest 32 Poems. I’m making up for lost time in some areas to get this out asap.

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3 Responses to “Writing a Poem”

  1. I would suggest writing prose about the experience, trying to get as much of the detail recorded as possible. Emotions. Senses. Get it all down while it’s fresh in your mind. You can go back later and cull to find what you need for “the poem,” whenever that might be. But while the experience is fresh, you should try to record as much as you can. You may not be able to recall details later on the way you can right now.

  2. Hi, allow me please,:-).

    When writing poems, I observed that when the intrinsics take the lead, the result is a poem that hooks. The mind must only be functioning as a guide, as a needed resource to express. Only then that one’s poetic inspiration and hunger of expression can be fully satisfied with an equally satisfying results.

  3. Agreed. And I’ll be curious to read it, too.

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