Preface (to my real poetry) of a small, insignificant ode to Wallace Stevens' kooky existentialist wordplay, randomly edited into a stanza from "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird":

It was evening all afternoon.
It was snowing
And it was going to snow.
[It was morning all evening.
Dawn got cracking
and it was going to break.]

Pointless post (I'm intentionally holding back on poetry because I lost a few notes then realized the ones I could find kind of suck. Sorry.):

Michelle Rodriguez Headed Back to Jail

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Not even sure if I'll have the nerves to pull through any of it, but here goes [nothing]:

( My application essay for grad. school. )

Anyone interested in an actor who has been a recurring guest star in The X-Files, Xena: Warrior Princess, Star Trek: Voyager, and Buffy the Vampire Slayer?

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Small update: things are going semi-swimmingly. I'm trying to find more work(money), and will probably be working for the board of ed. soon, as a teaching assistant. I was also looking into publishing, but no fish have bit. I am seriously considering starting my masters in education, but am not sure if I have the nerve to pull through, since it ( Read more... )

I don't like this; it's too obvious, or plain, or cliche, or just dull. Still, I need to get rid of it to make way for a few other poems I've been sitting on. Constructive criticism is, as always, greatly appreciated.

( Moving )

Another poem-stranger than usual. Constructive criticism appreciated.

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( Poem: Slippin' Out )

( Poem: Vivisection )

In even the dullest books, you can usually find some beautiful passages- the ones that maintain your appreciation for the art of language, and may even inspire your own imagination:

(Excerpt from Goodbye to Berlin"In the cold the town seems actually to contract, to dwindle to a small black dot, scarcely larger than hundreds of other dots, isolated ( Read more... )