Today on Verse Daily I read I tried to write the truth, but it made me miserable by Karyna McGlynn. This is the first poem on there that I could say I enjoyed. I am not sure I can say why I enjoyed it. I followed the links to her other poems on Verse Daily and enjoyed them in the same way, without really being clear why I found them enjoyable. It was the first time I heard a voice when I read the poem on Verse Daily. With previous poems I have read them out loud and felt like it was just a stream of words coming out of my mouth, not a voice saying something. With Karyna's poems it felt like it was a voice saying something, only I am not at all sure what.
I had decided to choose a poet and study them, a dead poet. I have settled on William Blake, because I like his art work. Writing like this I feel like a child. I feel I write like a child. I wonder if that is because this is all new to me and I know so little about it. I wonder if it is because I am suddenly self conscious about my use of language. I am thinking about adding a contemporary poet too. Perhaps I will try and read more Karyna McGlynn.
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