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Thirsty for Poetry

My long hiatus from writing has seen me through many part-time jobs, surrender to mental illness, and a complete creative awakening in which I launched my own crafts business making jewelry and soap which I sell wholesale and online.  I’m even signed up for an introduction to sewing this week where I will make my very own pillow.  What has happened with Missy?  What have you done with her?  Where are the poems?

I recently found myself purging poetry books from my college days on paperbackswap.com and finding immediate homes for them proving that people are still reading C.K. Williams, W.S. Merwin, and Harryette Mullen.  I’m surprised and grateful others are reading contemporary poetry.  It inspires me to discover new poets and old works I haven’t devoured yet.

It reminds me of earlier days when I saw Nikki Giovanni live on stage at my alma mater and how much I enjoyed writing papers on poets like Langston Hughes.  It’s hard to put out a fire that has burned that long and I feel a flicker of that world has remained inside of me while I healed from harder days.

Refreshed from time, I looked through some of my most recent poetry and found my typical subjects on politics, nature, and mental illness to be quite telling of who I really am as a person.  I hope to be the kind of person who never holds back in art.  As fearful as I am of wrecking a poem through revision, I continually look for ways to improve anything I do.

My hope is to start posting here regularly again as I make an effort to restart my poetry career.  It’s a highly personal journey that I hope to share with others only to really inspire people to read more poetry and appreciate the art of the written word in such a compacted format.  It is a challenge that many greats have met with zeal and dedicated concentration.  I can only hope to give it the same careful consideration.

About missyrogers

Lifelong Michigander, early 40s, craft addict, chihuahua collector, coffee drinker, recovering human being, bipolar I, electronic music lover, bullshit caller, 5' tall, my blood is organic, and I refuse to be anything else. I will write until I die.

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