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Juggling is made better as is gumbo and the guitar by time, discipline and troubleshooting as long as you’re dealt a card or two of talent. But poetry… The more I read the longer it take me to write and I see patterns in my poems and hate them. Damn it, this is poetry not instant pudding. The best thing about it is that it lives longer than most everything but it’s price is that the wide open sky that it is must stay open and the doubts I never had come now like black clouds at noon and storm with hateful rain. Jackson, MS – 9/18/12 |
i think the "doubts [you] never had" are good. they are a sign that these writings are improving with age (much like the gumbo). in the infancy of your writing, you didn't know enough to "doubt". i know they seem like "black clouds", but rather, look at them for the cleansing rain that they may bring. i don't see it as "hateful"....i see it as "helpful".... nice write ~rubie | Posted on 2012-09-19 00:00:00 | by rubie | [ Reply to This ] | we get to used to our own writing and it starts to feel stale..we are our own worst critics. | sometimes i want to take all my stuff, put it in a pile and burn it. we certainly do get doubts. other times i shake my head and say...mmmm, maybe. but yes, the patterns we want to break out of. but our voice is our voice...and what we write about best, and how we write our own stuff best...it's what it is. i related here...well done piece... a couple trippy spots. "the more I read/ the longer it takes me to write" and the one line needs to be "but its price" but really a good write that most of us can relate to... we are just too close to what we write, too familiar. jacob | Posted on 2012-09-19 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ] | |