Well, the Smocker’s were out in full effect this week. We met at the crowded confines of Panera Bread this Sunday. We discussed our topic that we were responsible to scribe out, compliments of Blue, which was, “The Joy in Repetition.”
Everyone’s piece was quite insightful:
Jeff wrote about his repetition in writing poetry – his ambitious plan to write everyday of the year 365 or 366 in a leap year (not this year).
Erica wrote a poem, with dominating adjectives, images, and wordplay, that was all centering on the repetition of men who repetitively chases after the wrong women, the women that aren’t interested in him.
Blue the feelings of, the ins and outs, the sounds and words of when you’re falling in love.
Theirry wrote a short essay, concerning a man’s final night, in the midst of his bachelor party, only to look forward in the joys of reputation of a married man – you know, wife, kids, house, etc.
I whipped an old poem out the stash that I originally wrote inebriated, left-handed. It was my first full piece written unorthodox to me. The significance of the work was that it was the first time I’ve written southpaw, and the joys of repetition in the practice, has me writing left-handed permanently, and almost naturally. To read it, click here.
Next week’s topic: FEAR.
LET’S GET SHOOK SMOCKERS!
Until tomorrow.
Ralph, # 1 smocked.
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