ahh i’m gonna cry you are too kind!!
maybe you don’t need to forget her, maybe you just have to learn to live without her.
here’s the thing: i am not the persona in the poetry i write. i’ve never been in love but half of my poems are about (being in) love. the same goes for those conversations that are in my poems; most of them aren’t based on conversations i’ve had in real life. i just like to use those phrases :-)
this has been in my inbox for ages and i still don’t have an answer for this. i think every word can be powerful, it just depends on how much power you let it have over you.
tell me something about yourself // ??
i think, on some level, i write so i don’t forget. i have this fear that one day i’m going to wake up and not remember a thing about my life. i think a big part of who you are lives in those little moments in your life. you know, the ones that you look back on and think to yourself, damn i am glad to be alive at this time. every moment i have lived has been scribbled on paper ― an old receipt, a journal entry, a napkin. please don’t forget. i don’t ever want to lose the memories of how people made me feel. i think that’s important. even the times when everything hurts, it’s still something. something worth remembering, worth figuring out. so i write. i write these memories of mine into poems and stories because i don’t ever want to know what it’s like to be without them. write, write, write. for days with hearts as tight as fists, for days when it’s an open cage. until my fingers bleed the colour of a hundred suns.
hello amy u are my 1 true love, keeper of my heart, the bae above all baes
(i am kinda bad at texting people back) (and the other night i drunkenly ate all the strawberries that we had in our house)
Hello, all, this is probably a better way of sharing info and needs.
Here I am, with one thing left to figure out before this whole thing gets off the ground: the theme. We’re doing this e-zine primarily through tumblr to raise awareness for all the amazing writers and artists who wouldn’t otherwise have a chance. And we want a theme that is fresh and new, one that no one has seen before.
Here’s our request: can anyone contact me and build a theme for -ology?
"Poetry doesn’t have to rhyme, it just has to touch someone where your hands couldn’t." - Rudy Akbarian
i have this deep love for free verse poetry. it’s my favourite form because you can do whatever you feel with it, and because it doesn’t restrict you, creatively, with rules of rhyme/syllable count/all that jazz like older forms of poetry. the way i see it, a poem is still a poem even if it doesn’t follow the ‘normal conventions’ of poetry. if you want to call your collection of words a poem, then it’s a poem.
i don’t really know if i have any tips or tricks because i kind of do everything according to feeling - if it feels right to me, then i’m going to go with it - but i’ll just kinda explain my writing process? i don’t really ever think about using rhyme (unless it’s accidental) because it always restricts what i’m trying to say. i write everything as a story so when i start out a poem, i don’t think of it as a poem just yet. i think of it as a story i’m going tell, and then after, i focus on the specifics (like syntax, line breakage, stanzas, etc). while i’m writing, i always read my poems out loud. i think that’s really important in getting the flow right? my poetry professor always stressed that poetry is meant to be read out loud.
i find just sitting at my desk with a pen and pad of paper, and just writing my stream of consciousness for 10 minutes or so really helps. it’s also always good to read tons of different types of poetry to get inspired! especially works by more modern poets. richard siken, warsan shire, andrea gibson, alex dang, neil hilborn, sarah kaye, rudy francisco are all poets whose works i highly recommend you read. (you should also check out the aspiring writers/poets i follow: here). this has been awfully long but i hope it makes sense and has helped you, even a little bit!
my love, thank you. you are so important. let’s go on a picnic and we can lie on the grass and marvel at how in love with the universe we are.