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This was one of my first poems written on my own, the
previous had been assignments from English class and were done with
snotty and aloof intellectual sarcasm. This poem was a
self-challenge. It was a challenge for me to think of a subject, to
think up a structure, and I was just playing around with the
mechanics and sounds. I remember how the exercise here was to use
iambic tetrameter and near-rhymes and the unusual rhyming pattern of
A-B-A-C, just to hear it. As would be expected, the discord was
unsettling to the point of distraction. Oh well, that's how you learn.
Here are captured the thoughts of a fifteen year old,
reflecting on 'days behind me now' and looking forward to finding a
spiritual partner. |
