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Writing Is Being

since writing is being, who the hell am I, measuring meter, caring about perfect rhyme, an attention seeker trying to impress writing is being breathing unreeling unraveling unearthing seeing hearing smelling touching feeling e.e. ("since feeling is first he who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you;") * since writing is being can I just be stop pretending and wholly kiss me if I can't how will I ever wholly kiss you * From "since feeling is first" by E.E. Cummings

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Date: 8/6/2022 8:23:00 AM
Hi Steven - your latest poem is just what I needed to feast on this morning. My writing ego has been much on my mind lately and this was the perfect anecdote for some poetic humility. And BTW: EE Cummings has always been one of my favs especially from "95" - If Ups he Word. Thanks again & as always, Write On
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Terrell Martin
Date: 8/6/2022 8:25:00 PM
I couldn't agree more Steven, with your comments below. Especially about having to conform to someone else's contest rules which I find too restricting. Although, I have to admit I have plenty to learn from others and poetry at large but for now at least, I'm like you, following my own instincts. Write on, brother. U Know Who
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Steven Young
Date: 8/6/2022 7:58:00 PM
Thank God, you get it. It's fun and good to play with syllables and rhymes but it gets in the way of meaning. I want to get out what's buried deepest, stuff I need to see, process and put words to. Writing a poem for a contest fitting into someone else's form and expectations... I mean I'll probably do it again... but I write best when I lose all mean ego and just tap what's inside without forcing and manipulating words into boxes. I want to see not with hard eyes and cold analysis but with soft eyes and wonder.

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