April 9th, 2007
Snowflake Poetry
The problem with beautiful things is when we look back at what we did trying to capture them.
Transcriptorial: Someday you will write a poem / about me. This poem / will embarrass you forever.
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I always thought there could be no worse feeling than knowing you had moved someone to awful poetry.
I always thought that it was the thought that counted. I’d feel a little sorry for them if they embarrassed themselves in public with bad poetry, but would appreciate the effort. Then again I was never the type to move anybody to poetry.
this is the truest thing i’ve ever heard. Poets, beware.
i had an awful poem written about me once. it was wonderful. teenage poetry is so often both hilarious and sincere, perhaps hilarious in its sincerety. whatever the reason, i kept it. it’s folded up on faded notebook paper somewhere.
I absolutely will never discard my embarrassing love poem. One of the best things I ever recieved…even if the answer was no.