I liked your journal entry you put on my page, it's quite complex and simple at its roots and it is the simple parts that charm me, easy to access and nzlandy like some boy running across the grass in just his rugby socks and no boots, or like some family of 5 or 6 or so guzzling down fish and chips with a 1.5 l of fanta and bits of buttered bread.
in a way that's quite simple.
that is only a point you came from, a valuable point none the less. and here a year and here a year and then ten, and then groups of ten, and those points by which we measure a life.
So, I like that the poem is sophisticated and leads me to those thoughts, it seems full of nostalgia and agrip with life, like - fools that we were, or .... having got here, i am not sure i could do it all again.
it seems important to me, like some of my favourite books/movies are tragedies and i could read/ watch them again and again.
mortality, i suppose, but also the greatness / grandness of something lived in.
remarkable that there could be only one you.
so, you do well when you write.
What will your graduate with? (and congratulations) You must be very proud.
It must be very hard, it was very hard for my mum, my youngest sister being six yrs younger than me, and when she flew off to uni....
to go from 5 kids down to one, to have that and then not. I feel for ya.
My daughter is like a limpet still and i love that.
i haven't had much opportunity to write the last six months, usually i could cut into some great tracts of sleeping time but generally I have been too busy and too exhausted, but work is going well.
writing again made me feel closer to it and i felt / feel better. but i do get sick of typing and formatting.
i can't be a writing god yet else i could just speak it into the ether.
thank you, i still feel so far from having anything in a bookshop and yet i am amassing some stuff.
and you, keep dreaming and maybe the break will bring you into some vein of goodstuff.
you only have two poems up but i know you have it under you.
and company, well, it is different again, you've worn gumboots and were born in nz, so that is different again, you have been where i've been and are made from the same kinds of matter, except from girly stuff :P