I go to my confessional with a private paper
to confide in,
during class or in my room;
I can brood alone
and share it later, maybe.
But now they ask me
to write for them?
to boldly bear my weary thoughts?
and have my brain set to notes
that I cannot sing?
On stage; I crumble
with no script,
and try to wear a title
that I cannot understand.
It is all much too heavy, and I cannot find my voice.
Author notes
writing for myself is so different from writing for others.
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Comments
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wow, yes it is. I thought of the word "crumple" as I was reading this to bring out the feeling of the paper being used.


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"writing for myself is so different from writing for others"
A friend recommended that I should read your poetry. I am glad I took up the suggestion.
Can you do both and still be true to yourself? Can you write for others and still let us hear your voice unequivocally? I think you are a strong enough poet for the answer to be yes. The poems I have read so far, including this one, have been deeply personal; often "personal" poetry is terribly self-indulgent - yours isn't. Yours is very alive, very communicative.

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indeed it is.


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it's because you're real poet. you can't write when others command you to. it has to come out natural when you need it. you don't call to it but let it enter you and then release it through words. I can just tell by the way you use language and weave ideas in such a beautiful poetic manner. it never sounds forced. it all feels as natural as breathing or blinking. you've got a lot of talent and not many people have it so effortlessly.
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