Date: 09/10/94
Setting: In dorm room during freshman year of college
Form: Free Verse
Alone I sit.
Laughter echoes down the hall;
Somewhere, not here.
Suddenly I am flushed
with loneliness—
sadness.
I turn the music up trying to drown them out.
Alone I sit.
Happy voices cry out from down the hall;
Somewhere, not here.
Overwhelming, my face is flushed
with tears—
fears.
I close my ears so as not to hear them.
Alone I sit.
Laughing, talking, enjoying one another’s company;
I know they’re there—not here.
Alone I sit full of tears—not laughter,Notes: I can still picture myself sitting at the desk in my dorm room as these words flowed. Considering the date, I was probably only in school--away from home--for about two to three weeks. I was still trying to find my way in this new place with no one around who I knew.
Consumed in silence—not talking,
Burdened with sadness—
Alone, I sit.
I chose this poem this week for two reasons. The first is that is seemed fitting given the progression of the last two Time Capsules that I find my way out of high school and into college. While this alone would not lead me to choose this seeing as how I wrote quite a bit of poems in college (even if we restricted it to freshman year).
Out of all those I could have chosen as I shuffled through my poetry folder, this one demonstrated, in a way, why I rarely revise a piece of work once it has been written. I figured after last week's entry where I posted my first ever poem that involved a rewrite after completing the poem that this would be a good follow up. This here felt like a good example of how much time I spend in the initial write to make it what I want. The first draft--or ramblings--possess the essence of the final poem.
Artifact I: The first write.
Artifact II: The redesigned poem constructed during the same sitting.
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