Line by Line


I am reeling

I am gloating

I am happy



My professor

I could trust enough

To read my work


My poetry which I thought may

Be boring, unacceptable, too Plath-like in its diary like entries



But he liked it



I am challenged

I am enthused

I am happy



I have a future in which I can

Still write poetry the way I like to


Just…. Focus on the line




As Richard Wright, the poet, wrote when he had throat cancer

And was in the hospital:


I’m dying

For a scoop of ice cream


I’m jumping

Out of my head

And into the next Line!Image

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