Monday, September 19, 2011

Was just reading poetry and found one I was SURE I hadn't written because it was pointy and ugly and wonderful and surprising so I called my friend poet and asked her if she'd written it. Really. I did. She told me no, she hadn't written it but wished she had. And why would it be in my poetry folder anyway. I think I wrote the first line and then fell into a trance and wrote the rest. Then the more I read it, I decided I HAD written it if for no other reason because there are babies in the poem. Not-nice-babies.

Sometimes I impress myself with my own writing. Even if my sentences aren't grammatical.

Some things are just not that important.

5 comments:

Ms. Moon said...

The mind is an interesting thing, isn't it?

Radish King said...

poetry is though. poetry is important.
xo

beth coyote said...

XXXX to you both.

beth coyote said...

Yes, R

poetry=important

grammar=less important

X B

Marylinn Kelly said...

And a unique joy, being surprised by our own work...surprised or moved, as though finding it for the first time. xo