Packing my typewriter, collecting donations, and cleaning my bag out, I was spent for the evening and ready to go home. It hadn’t been too long of a day, but I was tired from sitting on the ground and knew I had a long bus ride ahead of me.
Out from nowhere popped Jesse. With an accent I couldn’t for the life of me place (typical tip of the tongue recognition glitch), he said he’d spotted me putting away my sign and typewriter and wanted to snap a picture. He showed me the candid. Before I knew it, I got to staying, he got to sitting, and we both got to talking.
Now that I’m back home, I can upload the rest of the couples series I wrote for National Poetry Month. I’m not sure if I should continue taking pictures of the poems, or just scan them into the computer. Which image style do you think is best? Here’s an example of a scanned poem, and here’s an example of a photographed poem. Would love your opinions! Thanks 🙂
I was writing this one in my hostel room when I was interrupted by a visit from a local I recently met. So I put it aside and had a nice long chat with Maui, who is full of all sorts of interesting Hawaiian creationism tidbits.
Came back to this poem today (the 10th) and here’s my favorite version.
I don’t think anyone has requested a poem about sex until now…which I find kind of surprising! The awesome Charlene wrote yet another wonderful poem on the spot and requested I write a poem on the same subject. Here is the sister poem to her poem (“Sex”). *edit: This was on the postsecret website the other day. I thought it was extremely relevant to this … Continue reading “SEXUAL SAMSARA”