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Thursday, September 27, 2012

Pilot

I've written hundreds of poems. Literally hundreds. Of course, when they are written over more than a decade in between diary entries in a collection of more than twenty journals, it's hard to see that there are hundreds of them. When I started compiling them all in one place, it became unequivocally obvious that I am a poet.

This isn't the easiest thing to admit, is it? You might as well tell your friends and family that you want to be a philosopher or a stand up comedian. You might as well say, "Yes, I love being poor! And not just poor, but also sensitive and emotional!" It's exactly what your friends and family want to hear, right? My Grandfather said to me, "Poetry is not a career. It is a hobby." In my family, you either become an engineer or you marry one. In my family, people don't understand poetry, and they certainly don't understand the undying need to write it.

Well admitting that you have a problem is the first step, right? So I admit it. I am a poet. Now I have to be true to myself and my passion, and try to get published. What good is poetry that never gets read?
The purpose of this blog is threefold:

1.To record my efforts at becoming published. If I am successful, maybe other people can learn from my struggle.

2. To get advice from other poets.

3. To promote poetry. I'll be posting a poem at the end of every blog entry. If you would like your poem to be featured in a future entry, please email me at RLBabyDoll@gmail.com.

Todays poem is about poetry. It seems an appropriate place to start.


A Poetry Lesson
by Rachel McGuire

No one finds the time, babe.
The time finds you.
It doesn’t have to rhyme,
but it is allowed to.
Content is the last concern
so long as it is true.
So take the pencil to the paper.
We’re waiting on you.

Know that you can be eloquent,
but you’ll still be misunderstood.
Someone will always critique you
about what you do and what you should,
but when it comes to your experiences,
you’re the only one that could.
So write it how you feel it,
and don’t worry if it’s good.

2 comments:

  1. Here! Here! It really is hard to admit to being a poet. I will definitely admit it. I am a poet! There, I said it! I have long considered blogging myself and someday I still might. And yes, would love to follow your blog!

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  2. Thanks Friend :) If you do decide to blog, I will return the favor.

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