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  •  heh (1+ / 0-)
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    that was sweet of you!  I think I'd probably spare it down a little if I'd been so ambitious as to think it deserved line breaks :}  But I had to smile this morning, seeing that, probably the nicest response I've gotten to any comment, ever.

    ...j'ai découvert que tout le malheur des hommes vient d'une seule chose, qui est de ne savoir pas demeurer en repos dans une chambre.

    by jessical on Tue Dec 25, 2012 at 07:42:41 AM PST

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    •  Ever since I wrote this diary: (1+ / 0-)
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      http://www.dailykos.com/...

       He called about ten times a day,
      I would try to listen to his messages,
      and I couldn't,
      because,
      right in the middle of trying to get through the backlog
      of eight messages,
      he would call,
      again,
      and interrupt the process
      of checking the messages
      from him.

      Of course,
      it's not hard to figure out
      why he called me so much.

      He was bored,
      and he loved me.

      He adored me.

      At the first of every month,
      I would take him to the pawn shop,
      a few blocks away,
      where he would cash his SSI check,
      and pay his celphone bill,
      and get a money order for his rent.

      Then I would take him to the landlord,
      to give them the money order,
      and to the cable company,
      to pay his cable bill.  

       

      That diary marked the turning point,
      when my readers convinced me
      that I can write poetry,
      words that make folks cry,
      when I want them to,
      or make them feel good,
      when I want them to.

      One of the best things
      about feeling certain
      that I'm an artist of sorts,
      is that I feel,
      deep down,
      that I can recognize
      solid,
      effective art
      when I see it,
      when I read it.

      I gave you all this background,
      about me,
      to persuade you
      that you
      wrote a solid piece of poetry.

      I gave it line breaks,
      I added two words,
      I changed some punctuation.

      But you wrote it.

      I like poetry;
      I think everyone should try it.

      I wish I could teach writing
      to college freshmen,
      but I have no college degree,
      and you need a masters to teach
      at university level.

      I daydream about speaking to a class,
      as a guest speaker.

      Maybe someday,
      maybe soon.

      Thanks again.

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