Commitment. That’s a word that came to mind just now after submitting a 2600 word research proposal to Melbourne Uni only to realise I hadn’t written my poem for the day yet. I have committed to this for my own personal practice and so… I am attempting to come up with something… rather on the fly… hmmmm…
While I hmmmm I think on students of mine who proposed a similar ?! when faced with what they felt was the daunting task of writing a poem. ‘All I have is this blank page’ said one of the 10 year old’s. My response at the time reflected on how the dreaded blank page has compelled many writers to write from it; that is to say, to write about their fear of not knowing what to write.
The Eternal Stare
If I were to write back to you
everything that you have offered me
in your blank face
I would be writing for an eternity.
Do not stare at me like that.
It fills me with too many question marks that I can only surmise
will take me that eternity to answer.
I have too many things to do.