Well, I think this is an experiment, again. I am actually registered now for over 200 courses at Coursera.org, trying to find out what I like, listening to different instructor voices, seeing what teaching style I like or don't like. And I was overwhelmed tonight. I had gotten involved in the discussion forums for the class that I posted about last time in this blog column pertaining to the Creativity, Innovation and Change class, and I got lost. Yeah, me. Sheesh.
So, trying to salvage the day, at midnight on a Sunday (good thing I don't work in the morning), I decided to just listen to video classes without really studying them. I went to the poetry class, which I have really been looking forward to, as I have written poetry since 5th grade. Hmmm, that was '63, wow, 50 years ago, President Kennedy was shot that year - now I wish I had copies of all the things I have written over the years, things get lost if you live on the road and I did much of my life. Anyway, I went to the poetry class, Modern & Contemporary Poetry.
I started listening to the introductory video and reading the syllabus in another window while Professor Al Filreis talked it up. And I couldn't stop myself. I had to start writing. This thing inside me, which is not something separate from me, but is creative envelopment that emanates from the mental spirit of my being, the place where intellectualness and flow meet, performed. Okay, that sounds dramatic, but regurgitated sounds sick.
Mind you, the first part that I wrote, I did not use and found it at the bottom of the poem I did write...strangely it just appeared there, and I put it in another file to look at another day, but it did not make the grade.
I'm sure the poetry MOOC will go into grammatical and poetic form as well as discuss meaning of poems, maybe even history of the era and the artists. Should I give that to my audience, I wonder? Do I tell them there is a distinct form to the writing? I wondered when I wrote it if the style had been done by any other poet. I'll tell you, there is conversation, then reflection, conversation, then reflection. This process repeats a few times, then open conclusion. As for meaning, I really think that is best left up to the reader. Now, could I perform the peace? I think I can - perhaps, some day, after this major surgery gets me back on my feet, so, please be patient. Check out my poetry page and ENJOY!
SEASONS - The photos represent three different times and places in Washington State. They are much like my life has been. Each time I spend writing reflects another season, another place in my existence.