Musings Of Some Bengali Chick
April 13, 2014 § 5 Comments
there was a moment
when the spaces between our breaths
became all of us.
Tagged: april, free verse, napowrimo, national poetry writing month, poem, poems, poet, poetry
I’ve been reading through your poetry. It’s ethereal, beautiful – if you wrote sonnets they would probably kill the rare magic of your words.
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Awh, thanks for that! I guess I still feel new to poetry (though I’ve been writing it for a few years) and I like experimenting with different forms, even if formal poetry might not be for me. So I would like to dip into sonnets and the likes once in a while, even if it might not exactly be my thing!
Watch out for the Poetry 101 course starting next month. Each day you have to write a poem in a different style. It’s an excellent course!
You know I was just having a scan through your blog and noticed that. I’ll definitely be on the lookout for it! Thanks for letting me know 🙂
See you in class!
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