Strange dreams last night, I was in and out of buildings, sometimes there were lights, often not, there was a performance of something that I didn’t get to, no tickets left I was told …and then I was awake and thinking about the next poem and how hard it is to reach the point where I might know what to write. So the dream is really no surprise…
Assignment 3 on the personal/public/politics course requires us to be plain speaking, to use rhetoric … more on progress with this later in the week. I decided to submit both versions of my using a politicians words poem – the villanelle and the free verse one in tercets … will be so good to hear or rather read the feedback next week.
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