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Season Over Season
This may sound crazy
& Strange -
But I wouldn’t change:
I learned how to write
By studying gold -
Projected beams of light,
Expanding bright
Into… A flash of white light -
In the design of my mind,
Reconfigured
&
Redesigned
In a place, outside of time
In a space, inside
Of
Rhyme,
For a reason
That expanded in season
Over
Season.
Published 11th Mar 2022
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12th Mar 2022 00:26am
For me it was a repeating voice saying - write it down.
All of the time. No joke. I ignored it for a long time. Into my late twenties.
Got louder - more persistent after I had my first born.
All of these characters that I would see flash through my mind.
Scenarios with people inside me leaving impressions.
Finally got the nerve to take a class in screenwriting and poetry
naturally followed a few years after. This poem reminds me of
my writing journey.
Not sure I am a poet - but a writer - that's in my spirit:)
Great write with this. I was moved by it:)
All of the time. No joke. I ignored it for a long time. Into my late twenties.
Got louder - more persistent after I had my first born.
All of these characters that I would see flash through my mind.
Scenarios with people inside me leaving impressions.
Finally got the nerve to take a class in screenwriting and poetry
naturally followed a few years after. This poem reminds me of
my writing journey.
Not sure I am a poet - but a writer - that's in my spirit:)
Great write with this. I was moved by it:)
12th Mar 2022 6:51am
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I very much appreciate this share.
I enjoy learning about the forms,
which this impulse takes.
I once read how biographies were
valuable for seeing
"how one came into contact".
That was something that resonated with me.
I find myself wondering
how each of the writers here started writing...
Most especially, the High Strangeness of it.
I am fascinated by those sorts of thing,
like a living universe that interacts with the person.
Your account reminds me of the metaphor
of the cave and the shadows on the cave wall.
I truly believe that writing is a doorway
to the realm outside of the cave.
And the shadows on the wall may beckon us.
Like some strange force
interjecting from another dimension.
That is how I seriously feel... Based on my experience.
I can still see all the moments of High Strangeness.
And I believe those things extend
across the dimension of time... Shape shifting
But having the same underlying consciousness.
It is so very difficult to open oneself up
and do things like take classes and share ones stuff...
I admire that so much.
You have a lot of courage and talent
and I hope you continue to believe in yourself
and your life's mission, more and more...
I am grateful for your comment.
I very much appreciate this share.
I enjoy learning about the forms,
which this impulse takes.
I once read how biographies were
valuable for seeing
"how one came into contact".
That was something that resonated with me.
I find myself wondering
how each of the writers here started writing...
Most especially, the High Strangeness of it.
I am fascinated by those sorts of thing,
like a living universe that interacts with the person.
Your account reminds me of the metaphor
of the cave and the shadows on the cave wall.
I truly believe that writing is a doorway
to the realm outside of the cave.
And the shadows on the wall may beckon us.
Like some strange force
interjecting from another dimension.
That is how I seriously feel... Based on my experience.
I can still see all the moments of High Strangeness.
And I believe those things extend
across the dimension of time... Shape shifting
But having the same underlying consciousness.
It is so very difficult to open oneself up
and do things like take classes and share ones stuff...
I admire that so much.
You have a lot of courage and talent
and I hope you continue to believe in yourself
and your life's mission, more and more...
I am grateful for your comment.
