blowing kisses goodbye
We read this poem in English 105, during Fall of Freshman Year, and I have never forgotten it, though it's only recently that I really understood.
"Six Minutes Writing"
That first day
was the longest,
the day after you left.
I spent
six hours sleeping
six hours reading
sic hours eating
six hours sitting
six minutes writing
fighting
every inclination in me
to convince the
holiday company that
I was too ill to stay
away, from you.
I wasn't homesick
Just yousick
which annoyed me.
Until today I didn't believe
that it's not where you are
but who you're with
that makes the difference between
being content and being happy.
Kadija Sesay (London)
p. 112, Bum Rush the Page
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"Six Minutes Writing"
That first day
was the longest,
the day after you left.
I spent
six hours sleeping
six hours reading
sic hours eating
six hours sitting
six minutes writing
fighting
every inclination in me
to convince the
holiday company that
I was too ill to stay
away, from you.
I wasn't homesick
Just yousick
which annoyed me.
Until today I didn't believe
that it's not where you are
but who you're with
that makes the difference between
being content and being happy.
Kadija Sesay (London)
p. 112, Bum Rush the Page
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