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Sun Mar 24, 2019 1:04 am
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BluesClues says...



Not a NaPo poem, but I thought I'd post this anyway to show what I've done in preparation for April. This was an abandoned poem I found in one of my old journals and used for @alliyah and @Aley's Poetry Reviewing Workshop.

The original date on it is August 6, either 2016 or 2017. The workshop/publication date is March 16, 2019. You can see the published version here.
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Wed Apr 03, 2019 2:15 am
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Poem 1: April 1

Two versions written hastily yesterday night. It was gonna be longer, but then I wrote it and went, "Nah." This is the version @alliyah and I decided on as the best.

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Wed Apr 03, 2019 6:43 am
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Ooh, I love poem #1! That whole "not really an adult" feeling, caught in such a good image.
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Wed Apr 03, 2019 12:38 pm
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Thank ❤ I almost feel like I could cut the last two lines and let the image stand on its own, but idk.
  





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Tue Apr 09, 2019 2:41 am
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Poem 2: April 8

Hastily composed in the grass outside of Campus Ministry. Title courtesy of @alliyah, but thanks to @LordStar for brainstorming titles with me as well. <3
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Hey Blue! Wanted to stop by and say I really like both of these poems - the first has a lot of emotions packed in a few short lines, and number two does a great job of portraying someone's love for another. Excited to see what comes next!
name: key/string/perks
pronouns: she/her/hers and they/them/theirs


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Thank, @fraey! I feel,,,weirdly productive this NaPo??? Like I only have two completed(ish) poems so far, but it's only 9 days in and I'm halfway to my goal, and I have three more poems that are either started or have a draft done but need revision, and I have vague ideas for probably four other poems. I don't know if I'll go over my four-poem goal, but last year at this time I didn't have so much as an idea for a single poem.
  





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these poems are so genuine, simple, yet sweet!
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When the last tree has fallen
And the rivers are poisoned
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Wed May 01, 2019 3:25 pm
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the other things I wrote in april


Strictly speaking, I did not meet my four-poem goal for this NaPoWriMo: I completed two poems to my own satisfaction, wrote down titles or single lines for many more, and angsted heartily over a probable series that never materialized to my own satisfaction.

The posts below are incomplete or rejected attempts at poetry, complete with crossings-out, additional ideas in the margins, and whatever angsty thoughts I had while writing. I did not include the titles/single lines if I never wrote any more for that particular idea.
  





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Wed May 01, 2019 3:26 pm
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Started April 2 during the dress rehearsal for the BCAN Arts Showcase, because there was a magician in the line-up. A few half-hearted attempts were made to take this one somewhere.
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Written during class on April 8, when I was sitting there listening to the birds as I waited for peer feedback on a paper.
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Random bits of sensory detail I scribbled down on April 8 while lying in the grass behind Campus Ministry. The quote at the bottom comes from Wordsworth, "Ode."
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Get ready for things to get increasingly angsty from here on out. Written in St. Agnes Hall on April 24, after a certain favorite professor's incredibly messy office reminded me of my grandpa's office. My sister called when I was partway through and I did not complete this version of the poem.
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