confession is all:
it is what my poetry is,
and that is my life.
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Ah, 7. The number in question. During this process of developing my first full-length work of prose, and a memoir to boot, I have considered...
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driving home from the farmer's market- I can't see anything- through this storm- I come home to sleep- with you-rest in your arms fu... -
My latest endeavor is to begin reading "Tell it Slant: Writing and Shaping Creative Nonfiction" by Brenda Miller and Suzanne Paula...
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In my dreams I am the fictional version of myself. The one I seek to be in my short-stories and prose. The one who gets her point across but... -
Cal, For Elizabeth Bishop You are American gossip, Didn't anyone have the heart to tell you? You said yourself, you are fantastic and u...
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motionless sap. ogling your shadow, you have much thinking to do. has the potassium kicked you in the arse yet-and got you going? you a...
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lean in a little. say it like it's a secret. make your breath sound like italics. click your tongue against the roof your mouth then you...
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July 12th My love's hands and eyes so full of surprise! he sees nothing wrong with giving me a synthetic strawberry.
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strange tree, your flowers look like badminton birdies.
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sex object. not afraid of the words. I've used many objects for the sake of sex. in fact my body has been pretty disposable- I don't...
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Life is as beautiful as a poetry as of your haiku.
ReplyDeleteNice thought!
and so it is ~
ReplyDeletelovely haiku~
very true for all poets! lovely haiku! ♥
ReplyDeleteA bold and confident confession!! :)
ReplyDeletenice! so simple yet effective! ;)
ReplyDeleteOur work is an extension of therapy -- often a cathartic one! Great job!!
ReplyDeleteConfessing through poetry and writing can be so liberating. Thanks for the beautiful haiku.
ReplyDeletewell said in such simple words :)
ReplyDeleteVery simple and yet a great write...:)
ReplyDeletehttp://sandhyaguptamp.blogspot.com/2011/08/confession.html
It's hard to hide much if you're a poet!
ReplyDeleteYeah, I can relate to this :)
ReplyDeletewhat a real confession that is :-)
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