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a poet’s notebook

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NaNoWriMo ’07

December 17, 2007

Beauty, Ugliness, & Invisibility

It is very cold this morning; my hands are stiff. The pond is building a cap of ice. Since the snow plow came a few days ago, I’ve been locked in my garden. Even if I could get out, the feed buckets are buried. So the garden is quiet — no squirrels, few birds. I… Continue reading

NaNoWriMo ’07

beauty, gender, NaNoWriMo, ugliness
December 3, 2007

More on Penis Envy

NaNoWriMo excerpt: I’m about twelve, in Minnesota, babysitting three youngsters: Mikey, the baby from next door; and two young sisters, new to the neighborhood, about five and six. Mikey needs a diaper change, and I lay him down on a bed, guarded by pillows. Then I need something and the sisters are set to… Continue reading

NaNoWriMo ’07

NaNoWriMo, penis envy
November 30, 2007

NaNoWriMo, NaBloPoMo, & Holidailies

Woo Hoo! I actually managed to do this. And I can’t possibly express how satisfied I feel. This was a totally different experience than last year. Last year, I actually attempted a novel; this time I began a memoir. And it is just a beginning. I know this is a project I’ll be working on… Continue reading

Holidailies, NaBloPoMo ’07, NaNoWriMo ’07

Holidailies, NaBloPoMo, NaNoWriMo
November 28, 2007

Pens & Meaning

An excerpt: When I was about twelve, I went through a period of stealing pens from my classmates. Later I realized that the Freudians would see this as some phallic reference. Later still, as I began to understand how my own mind works, and how I, as a poet, work with metaphors and symbols, I… Continue reading

NaNoWriMo ’07, Writing

metaphor, NaNoWriMo, pens, symbolism
November 22, 2007

NaBloPoMo | NaNoWriMo

My NaBloPoMo post for today is at Abide: Solitude, The Bad Smell, & Trying to Feel Thankful. And a new guest post is up at Blogging Blog: A Cornucopia of Icons, by Anne of Ample Sanity. On this day, I want to express my thanks to all who have kept Blogging Blog alive during this… Continue reading

NaBloPoMo ’07, NaNoWriMo ’07

NaBloPoMo, NaNoWriMo

Ancestral (Artificial )Intelligence

I do not use AI to write. For me, writing is how I think, and I prefer to do it myself. If/when I post anything here that I suspect or know to be AI generated, I will tell you.

I have changed this from Artificial to Ancestral, after Abi Awomosu @ Substack. This medium was made with human history, human thought. All of it, bright and dark. It is ancestral.

Poems

Please do not assume that I am the speaker/ subject of my poems.

In these times of creative nonfiction and fictionalized memoirs, I think of the poem itself as true fiction: it is most likely not factual, but it must be true.

It is likely to be — it is best if it is — a truth I did not know before I wrote, and may not understand even then.

A poem is my way of discovering (dis-covering) what I feel; sometimes, what I think — but it is not necessarily biographical.

NaNoWriMo ’07

Beauty, Ugliness, & Invisibility

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NaNoWriMo, NaBloPoMo, & Holidailies

Pens & Meaning

NaBloPoMo | NaNoWriMo