wake with alarm
try to comb hair
catch the bus
miss my cat
It seems that very, very few people really care much about craft and technique in poetry; this piece is an excellent example of why they should. The short lines and stanzas, the unadorned phrases all serve to illustrate and emphasize a very basic life, the very act of “getting on.” If this was your run-of-mill navel-gazing confessional, all of that is lost. This is how form and concept should work hand-in-hand.
I was trying to make it as simple as possible to reflect a life without clear demarcations. I felt leaving out punctuation and the spacing helped create this.
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