Monday, 19 April 2010

Did your mother have any kids that lived?

My poetry blows at the best of times. I like to think I might get better the more I practice, plus pages always burn, right?

Then along came a year nine student with this stunner:
I love my nan.
She looks after me.
She cares for me.
Sometimes she gets on me nerves.

Another one had written about her mother and uttered the lines "Finally, at the age of 24, the first joy in her life: Me. / And now fourteen years later, our relationship is over."

Where do you go from here?

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