I wrote this poem the other day, which I’ll be submitting to lit mags soon (after more editing), and the way it came to me got me thinking…what if I get praise for being a poet rather than a traditional prose writer? That’s not what I want, but I suppose it’s still good. Being a writer is being a writer, but when people write, they distinguish ‘poet’ and ‘writer’ for a reason. “Poetry cannot be translated into prose,” I once heard, and I think it’s true. But, my! A scary thought for me. I’ve always been shy with poetry, not even liking it. Lately, I’ve been reading some of Langston Hughes’s work, and I’ve gotten a better feel for metaphors and symbols, and other literary devices, which I’ve made it a point to work on more lately. This poetry is helping. It’s easier to find with some writers, more so than other writers. I guess I have a lot of work to do. But, again, my! A scary thought. I’ll probably write another poem tonight, if it just comes to me like it did with that one. If I get it into a lit mag, you’ll know. If I’m the only one that thinks it’s good (to the internet world), I’ll still publish it on the cmillerproject. Happy Tuesday.
Just A Thought