Nov 20 2008
A Poem I Wrote Tonight (11/20)
This is a poem I wrote at writing group tonight. It’s one of three and very raw. It’s the only disability related one of the bunch. I can’t wait to see what you all think.
My lines
will not fit on the page
unyielding letters that I craft in always kidlike penmanship
heavy, impaired handwriting makes marks
always fat and imperfect, despite longing for sleek strokes.
I gulp, breathe heavy, frustrated-
like an over exuberant, overwhelmed, overcame beast,
or artist, as the case my be.
Somehow I doubt, that’s the kind
of heavy breathing the prompter
of this proposal meant when she suggested
raunchy poems as November’s topic.
