poetry rising

Jan 08, 2007 23:36

it's returning, i can feel it. below me the city sighs and heaves like a giant whale gasping for air on the beach.
but yes, my poetry is returning, slowly but surely.
he broke my heart but in doing so broke the chains; i am free, free, so free!

i feel lucky to have found this amazing apartment; it is inspiring in ways I never imagined. the cats like it. spinoza wandered around the patio this evening hissing at nothing in particular and rolling around to leave his scent.
raki's been mature about the whole move, but then she is the big sister. i adore them, my babies.

i signed up for a writing class called 'finding the deep voice' - it's an introduction to what's known as method writing. I guess it's like method acting but for writers. that has tremendous appeal for me because i always did love the stanislavski approach to acting. i was re-reading old journals and noted how much the 'deep voice' became silent over the years.

well, here's to finding the voice, echo and all.

los angeles

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