This past month and a half has been the busiest month -- working through what my next steps are after my position sun downed, figuring out where and what to apply to, but also how poetry fits into my life now. During this time, I wrote haiku. It's something that comforts me and helps me focus. Three images or parts -- one line at a time, and one word at a time. Sample below: No New Year's Haiku until the third day; cashing my final paycheck. But there were other things going on the end of the year. My boyfriend went to the ER, and I drove up to San Francisco and took care of him for a bit: cooking, taking him to the hospital, watching What's My Line. Constructing poems helps calm my mind. I write a poem a day sort of. Toward the end of this process, poems were written on different digital areas -- for other poets, for gaybrosover30, in a e-writer where I need to type up the poem again. I got there, but I need to ...
Formerly the RetailMFA, This is the Poetry Blog of Darrell Dela Cruz