Tag Archives: Conformity
Thoughts on Poetry
Translated… The worst nightmares of the poet. Waking up one day, finding that all s/he’d ever written had become, nothing BUT clichés. Then, discovering, that everybody else’s poetry also got, turned into, nothing more than clichés as well. Inside oneself, … Continue reading
Too Eager to Belong…
This would be, giving in, to the calls, of conformity……… Too eager to belong, I’m new here, and, so desperate, to make new friends. Too eager to belong, and, I’m just, too desperate, to find a place, with love, something … Continue reading