Glad to report that I can no longer say I’ve taken any official poetry classes. We learned about haiku today, which for some reason was a surprise to me. In ancient neophyte tradition, I nearly laughed at the first example, but the professor proceeded to articulate, in a captivating ramblespill of insight, why this three line image construction was miraculous. I was humbled, rather beyond recognition. Suddenly most of my older work seems puerile and contrived. So many paradigms have been shattered in just three hours, and I couldn’t be happier about it.
Interestingly enough, today was also the day that someone who I don’t personally know has published my work anywhere. I can nosay that an old thing I wrote is officially up here. Come next week though, I’ll probably hate it. Carpe Diem, I guess.