When I teach literature, it usually makes me need to write my own. I'm not even trying to claim that I can write even close to any of the poets or writers that I teach. Literally never.
But still, it makes me feel like putting metaphors & similes & allusions down in my own little obsession filled ways.
I'm supposed to be exercising, and grading student work, but I was logging into Microsoft Cloud and found a poem I had started I don't even know how long ago and was like OOOOO this is good and then I finished it and added more stuff allusion wise to it and I submitted it for potential publication somewhere. Which is both exciting and nausea causing and I'll totally forget all about it and maybe something will come from it eventually. We'll see. We'll see. Wish me luck. It's about a Greek figure that I've always been fascinated by and my kid is lucky she wasn't named after. (I mean. I did name her after a Greek goddess. Just not this Greek figure.)
So now I'm gonna go exercise in a virtual reality landscape and grade some poetry mini zines (some of which are TOTALLY AWESOME btw). And then the week ahead includes MUCH SHAKESPEARE SO WOW SUCH JULIETROMEOMURDERMETAPHORTROPES. Many Baz Luhrmans.
And yet, I'm also constantly on edge and terrified of my government. So there's that, too. Dear rest of the world: some of us didn't choose this, and we're just as outraged and ashamed and enraged. And a little afraid to say it out loud but it's not like they wouldn't have me with a big old "on that list anyway" so there's that. Anywaysssss.... Y'all know Gil Scott Heron said the reason the Revolution Would Not Be Televised was cause it had to come inside your own head, it was a "click moment" when you understand that the fight isn't about what's on TV? But yeah. These days, I think they'd probably try really hard to not put it on TV.
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