Creative Non-Fiction Poetry Class

Yesterday’s class was the last one; I missed week eight.  I went to visit my uncle Bob and spend several days at his house.  I found I couldn’t leave the poetry at home—I wrote six poems while I was gone.  Therefore, I had new poems to take to class.

 

Everyone read an “original” poem; I chickened out at the last moment and read a very SHORT one.  Like many people, I have speech anxiety. 

 

I’m sad that I won’t be going to the class anymore this semester; but I’ve already enrolled for spring 2009. 

 

I have a feeling that I will continue to write poetry. 

 

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