Hi everyone!
This week I spoke with Geri about her poem, "Truly Alone," feeling lonely during the pandemic, experimenting with poetry forms, our love for words, libraries, and writing that we adore. I hope you enjoy this episode!
Also, amaryllis and I will be hosting another series of Oh Snap! Online Open Mics from September through May! Check out the front page of YWP to see the announcement and sign up sheet for September.
We'd love to have you join us for a fun afternoon of sharing our writing and discussing random topics!
- Iris
Truly Alone
By Geri
I wrote this during the Writing With Reuben workshop. Really fun workshop!
I have learned what it means to be lonely.
Staring at my phone screen,
letters all in blue,
silently begging for a reply.
Seeing a group of Shiny Happy People
dancing through the streets while
my own feet become h h
e e
a a
v and v
i i
e e
r r
To have a full stomach and empty plate,
but still hungering for something more.
Sitting in my room while
the sounds of the tv come
cascading over me in blue waves.
Trekking through the suburbs
letting the wind turn my skin pale,
because at least it will keep me company.
This week I spoke with Geri about her poem, "Truly Alone," feeling lonely during the pandemic, experimenting with poetry forms, our love for words, libraries, and writing that we adore. I hope you enjoy this episode!
Also, amaryllis and I will be hosting another series of Oh Snap! Online Open Mics from September through May! Check out the front page of YWP to see the announcement and sign up sheet for September.
We'd love to have you join us for a fun afternoon of sharing our writing and discussing random topics!
- Iris
Truly Alone
By Geri
I wrote this during the Writing With Reuben workshop. Really fun workshop!
I have learned what it means to be lonely.
Staring at my phone screen,
letters all in blue,
silently begging for a reply.
Seeing a group of Shiny Happy People
dancing through the streets while
my own feet become h h
e e
a a
v and v
i i
e e
r r
To have a full stomach and empty plate,
but still hungering for something more.
Sitting in my room while
the sounds of the tv come
cascading over me in blue waves.
Trekking through the suburbs
letting the wind turn my skin pale,
because at least it will keep me company.
Audio download:
Podcast44Edited!!.mp3- Line Break's blog
- Sprout
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Wag it off
Aug 25, 2021
Great poem.