EXERCISE: Spare Words...

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original posting: Mon, 14 May 2001 05:28:32 -0400

Here we go...almost poetics?

The Fruits

They sit -- sour, bruised, tired
by long exposure

waiting

for the one who says, "You are
accepted,
wonderful,
lovely
even as you are."

And when that one walks among the lonely

Will they hear?  Look?  Accept?
or
sit and glare, afraid
to believe.

And wait for someone who will pay
$1.49 a pound

Go ahead, read it as you will, and then write your own story about it.  What
are these fruits?  And who is that one who talks to them?

Poetry, prosery, whatever you likery, just write, okay?

EXERCISE: that missing ear, the smiling glare

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Original Posting: Sat, 29 Dec 2001 01:22:19 -0500

Quick and easy...

You've certainly seen the self portraits that artists draw.

Consider doing the same thing in words.

Yes, give us a sketch of yourself.  You may use simple description, or a dash of action and dialogue, or even something a bit more metaphorical and special.

But tell us (nay, SHOW us!) the person behind the keys, the writer in the study, the poet lightly rhyming.

Go on, let the words go.