after about 40 minutes standing in line at the post office and another several dollars in postage (which is peanuts compared to to $50-$60 application fees and the ungodly sum I paid to take the GRE), i now have three of my nine MFA applications officially sent off and out of my hands. if there are any poetry-friendly gods hovering around wisconsin, minnesota, and michigan - put in a good words for me, okay?
what else? i typed up the first draft of the collaborative poem sam and i are working on. it's interesting... here's the beginning:
When I was young I used to sit and write my name over and over.
More often I would trace the names of enemies and their histories.
Their names always seemed much more interesting, more beautiful, than mine
and with twenty-six letters I came to forgive them, their fallacies
that my letters were dull, lacking in exotica, that this reflects
how simple the act of writing is, yet the repercussions linger.
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2 comments:
I love these lines:
"More often I would trace the names of enemies and their histories.
Their names always seemed much more interesting, more beautiful, than mine"
Very nice. Congrats on getting those apps in!
Yeah, I really like the start of this. Good luck with your apps.
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