Sunday, August 28, 2016
Thursday, August 11, 2016
For Dorothy
Another Thursday, another throwback reposted from another social media site.
This time it's a poem inspired by listening to a little-known Don McClean song in my Pangborn Hall dorm room. ("Magdalene Lane," with the lyric, "MGM Studios can't make the nut, they're auctioning Dorothy's shoes...")
It was, by far, the easiest poetry assignment I ever completed, taking all of 10 minutes to write and type out... fully formed, without any edits... a welcome change from all the other assignments I struggled with. Perhaps it was the perfectly formed outlet for a bout of homesickness.
Whatever. I even submitted it to The Juggler, Notre Dame's literary journal, but it was never published.
Until now.
This time it's a poem inspired by listening to a little-known Don McClean song in my Pangborn Hall dorm room. ("Magdalene Lane," with the lyric, "MGM Studios can't make the nut, they're auctioning Dorothy's shoes...")
It was, by far, the easiest poetry assignment I ever completed, taking all of 10 minutes to write and type out... fully formed, without any edits... a welcome change from all the other assignments I struggled with. Perhaps it was the perfectly formed outlet for a bout of homesickness.
Whatever. I even submitted it to The Juggler, Notre Dame's literary journal, but it was never published.
Until now.
Sunday, August 7, 2016
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