Over the past 18 years I've written a grand total of 132 poems. 35 of those poems (just over a quarter of them) have been drafted and/or completed over the past 6 months. Of course, one of the drafts is my work-in-progress Snowdrop, which in itself includes 68ish poems (depending on how I count them, and that's only a third of the work completed).
Anyways, given this spurt of creativity I decided it was time to refresh my Poetry Showcase. I've reduced the number of poems down from 17 to 10, retaining four (Death, Judgement, Roadkill and The Production Line) and adding in 4 newly minted poems (Acolyte, Mad Mary, Transaction and When the Battle Ends) and 2 golden oldies - Candle (the one the teenagers seem to enjoy plagiarising, the bastards) and Drafting.
Which just goes to prove that NaPo can yield diamonds as well as bucketloads of shit.
Enjoy!
"I was washing outside in the yard..." : poem by Osip Mandelstam (1921)
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A poem by Osip Mandelstam, written in 1921. Russian original, recited (*ochin,
ochin* amateurishly) by me.
2 days ago
"Autumn" is just a joy to read aloud, though I will express a tiny bit of hestitation about the final line. Forgive me.
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