After workshop this past Thursday I realized I had exactly one poem written. Other then that I have a million muse writes each of which I have done little with. I cant seem to translate them from free writing messiness into a semi-organized poem. Even translating some of it into prose hasnt assisted me. I have resorted to free writing from my free writes which has added to my pile of raw material and limbo revision pile but not my written poetry pile. So, alas, here is the one stanza of revision I have been working on; because that is all I have;
The space is black above and around me
Black like nothing and everything
Heavy like there could be someone hiding in the depths
Or empty with me the sole occupant.
Silent enough that my thoughts seem loud
Large to where I am reduced to very little.
"After workshop this past Thursday I realized I had exactly one poem written. Other then that I have a million muse writes each of which I have done little with" How true is this! Muse writing is so much easier to do than actually creating a poem. Revising a muse writing is hard! But I definitely agree. Its just a matter of taking the time out to really analyze our muse and turn it into a good poem.
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