We write first in blood and tears, then go over in ink.

Archive for September, 2009

Letter to Literature Teacher

No regrets, Mr Dore.
Can’t say I’m sorry,
Choosing Life over words,
Childbirth over enlightenment.
Never had multiple inspirations,
Just a single husband.
He doesn’t know (I made sure)
The meaning of onomatopoeia.
My children don’t learn alliteration,
They’re not tested in school dictation.

Hosted a writer’s circle once,
I was the cook.
Friends know my stew,
My views
On abortion and McDonald’s.
They don’t know Robert Frost,
And, I pretend, neither do I.

But, when family and friends
Are barricaded out,
I silence the radio
and put away the books.

Hush…
Don’t wake the slumbering cadence
Let sleeping stanzas lie,
Don’t beat out a rhythm,
Don’t let two words rhyme.

Hush…
No regrets, Mr Dore
I chose this half filled life.

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The Armour Writers’ Support Group

Why did I open my big mouth to propose a writing support group? We have just conducted our first session on 19 September (more…)

Writers Group 1st Meeting

We just held our first meeting on 19 September 2009.
Mission of Group: Finish Your Book!
Conduct at Meetings: (more…)

The Little Red Helicopter Illustrations

I’m so thrilled by the children, Charlene and Kevin, that illustrator Sheng Hua has ‘birthed’ from my meager words in The Little Red Helicopter. (more…)

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