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If I may, a poem 
Thursday, February 5th, 2009 | 08:36 pm [college, personal, writing]

This semester I’m taking a creative writing course at Shepherd. It’s run as a workshop, with between three and five of us submitting stories to the entire class for critical analysis. My turn is tomorrow; I turned in “God’s First (and Last) Pre-Flood Inspection,” a version of which I posted here last year. Tomorrow I find out what everyone else thought of it. I’ve also had the chance to read what everyone else has written, and the pieces I took home yesterday to review for tomorrow’s class has inspired me to compose a few brief verses. If I may . . .


I don’t know what we’re doing here.

If life has some higher purpose,
I’ve never found it.

If these fermions and bosons arranged
themselves this way to make a point,
it’s lost on me.


I don’t know how to raise a decent kid.

I know of no fool-proof method to ensure
he doesn’t grow up into a prick.

(Although I would suggest avoiding
private school, but that’s just me,
and what the fuck do I know, anyway?)


I do know what makes airplanes fly.

I’m confident I’ve got a pretty
good handle on it.

Though how anyone ever figured that
shit out in the first place is
something I’ll never know.


I haven’t solved many of the little mysteries.

I don’t know why cats act the way they do,
or why people watch football.

But I do know this: People old enough to
be in college should not be writing
fucking poems about dragons.

Monday, February 9th, 2009 | 04:19 am (UTC)
I hear you. I take all my classes online through the local community college. With most of the classes, posting to a discussion board makes up a large portion of the final grade. I make it a point to read as many of my classmates posts as possible.

Most of the posts make me wonder, WTF? Did they even read the assigned questions their responding to?

And then there are the ones who just regergitate the textbook chapter. When a professor asks your opinion, give it, don't be shy.

Whenever I find myself being too critical of the other's posts, I remind myself that student, Joe Shmoe, is probably 19 years old, fresh out of high school, and I'm...35. Remembering my age, usually gets me off my high horse.

I've had a lot more years to read both good and bad writing. That's the secret. If a person wants to write well, they have to read their asses off.

Bottom line - Unless your name is J.K. Rowling, stay away from dragons.

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