I've forgotten how to write poetry!!
i want to take part in IPYPIASM but nothing! Nothing will come out of my brain!
I've tried and tried and tried and it looks like I broke my poetry bone. Sprained my sonnetness. Twisted my tercet. Od'ed my ode... (etc...)
I went along to a lovely reading tonight. The wonderful Emerging Writer was reading and was, well, wonderful. And the brilliant Louise Phillips was there too! Poetess extraordinaire Eileen Casey was running the event. I was enveloped in a hug of wordy gloriousness.
How do I feel now?
The Cat Sat on the Mat.
|My only friend in this lonely hour! Hic.|