Thoughts on poetry, creativity, education, the world as we know it, the world as it should be...
Saturday, November 12, 2016
Or should I say, my notebook. Yes, that is what I should say. A combination of stream-of-consciousness, found poems, doodles, tear-outs, all arranged or dis-arranged into a general collage-ishness on the page...a satisfying morning's work, and a haiku or two to be culled at a later date, when I look back at what looks like a mess but was really a beginning, two beginnings, three...
staring at something
that was never there
no faces here just the sun and shadow
a use for these forgotten words
p.s. And at last, eureka yes, voila, merde, yay: a use for the old edition of the MLA Handbook. O blessed rage for order!