Linbido
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- Sep 30, 2003
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I'm attending a class for those with technical writing difficulties. The class is half about training away dyslexia in general, but also a prose workshop, and is lead by some great profilic writers as well as regular teachers.
Here is an excersise that I found very interresting that we did for prose purposes. I think it would work even better in poetry form, so here goes.
This was the instructions (roughly translated from Swedish):
"It is always best to write what you know, and what do you know better than You? It's about perspective here, to write about yourself from an outsider's view. To step back and think. What is really noticed by others? What is remarkable, what is annoying? Don't be shy. You don't have to show it to us. Don't be modest. You are all incredible. In which ways are you noteworthy?"
So here I am:
She
so petite
kind of pretty
sometimes fading
into the background
where comfort of others
lulls her in
but
sometimes powerful
a hundred feet spirit
in a five foot one inch
polished opal
shining indigo
but talking
in rainbows
She
has the strangest laugh
rolling hissing giggle
with a deep warm
humming underneath
so unlike her voice
when she talks
She
picks her teeth in public
picks her nose in private
picks her friends
carefully
still sometimes wrong
She
loves her dirty, comfy Nikes
and her corny print t-shirts
and that strange cinnamon tea
that they sell in health food shops
and to walk in rain
and to taste sea
and to make love
in the premature ejaculation of fireworks
the minutes before New Year's Day
and to bitch and groan sometimes mew and moan
in elevator street or subway
just to watch them trying not to stare
She?
She
is me
Hello
Here is an excersise that I found very interresting that we did for prose purposes. I think it would work even better in poetry form, so here goes.
This was the instructions (roughly translated from Swedish):
"It is always best to write what you know, and what do you know better than You? It's about perspective here, to write about yourself from an outsider's view. To step back and think. What is really noticed by others? What is remarkable, what is annoying? Don't be shy. You don't have to show it to us. Don't be modest. You are all incredible. In which ways are you noteworthy?"
So here I am:
She
so petite
kind of pretty
sometimes fading
into the background
where comfort of others
lulls her in
but
sometimes powerful
a hundred feet spirit
in a five foot one inch
polished opal
shining indigo
but talking
in rainbows
She
has the strangest laugh
rolling hissing giggle
with a deep warm
humming underneath
so unlike her voice
when she talks
She
picks her teeth in public
picks her nose in private
picks her friends
carefully
still sometimes wrong
She
loves her dirty, comfy Nikes
and her corny print t-shirts
and that strange cinnamon tea
that they sell in health food shops
and to walk in rain
and to taste sea
and to make love
in the premature ejaculation of fireworks
the minutes before New Year's Day
and to bitch and groan sometimes mew and moan
in elevator street or subway
just to watch them trying not to stare
She?
She
is me
Hello
