a descent into poetry insanity |
| I put on my poet's mask, setting aside who I am to focus on a single emotion, a single facet of me, like a prism reduced to one laser point of color, more intense and focused than my own life, and more true because of it— I am not my poem, and the poem is better for that distance. April 9—Persona—write a poem in the voice of a person who is not you. |