First college final this morning. Bring it on.
Poems for your processing. I don't claim to be unique, but I hope to God I'm genuine. Fair winds to you, traveller.Ask me something?
teaching the ape to write poems:
first they strapped him into the chair,
then tied the pencil around his hand
(the paper had already been nailed down).
Then Dr. Bluespire leaned over his shoulder
and whispered into his ear:
‘You look like a god sitting there.
Why don’t you try writing something?’ James Tate (Teaching the Ape to Write Poems)
Sometimes, after I waste a lot of time on the internet, I go apologize to my books.
I’m staring to realize I don’t want anyone else’s paradigms of the world. I want my own.
This is all a mystery, divided into smaller mysteries, yet the biggest mystery of all is how the different mysteries are connected. If I’m going to continue to live and continue to be a part of that, I want my own personal relationship with it.
Once these finals are done, I need to do some soul-searching. And research.
November is over. I did well on my goal of writing every day. I did miss a few days, but the important thing is it strengthened the habit of writing in my life. You, my readers, have seen some of the results of this—the poems I have posted. It feels good to write, and I am working to believe that I deserve to feel good.
For December, I have a few new goals. I am keeping my goal of writing every day. It has served me well.
A new goal: to meditate every day. A number of important people in my life have meditation practices, and I want to try to build one. It’s not a religious or even necessarily a spiritual thing for me, it’s just a practical way to improve myself. So I started that today.
Another new goal: to write 10 things I am grateful for every day. I’ve come to believe we aren’t grateful when we’re happy, we’re happy when we’re grateful. My partner, Autumn, is sharing this one with me.
A goal I’ve had all semester is to finish with a 4.0 GPA. I think I can do it. I have all A’s except for one class, Anthropology 101. I really believe if I work hard I can ace my finals and achieve my goal.
Here’s to another new month. May it be a good one for all of us.
We stood atop the hills, damaged
by stray thoughts from the wizards
lurching and losing focus.
In the bowels of my brain,
chimerical creatures lurk with
teeth like histories.
It’s like boiling blood.
You never realize it
until you’ve lost
thou fetch the
laudanum from my
happy-believer asked: I really want to start work on my story, but I can't stop being lazy and procrastinating! Do you have any advice that can somehow help me or inspire to get off my butt and start writing?? Please and thank you??