tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422079753676035527.post586853919999128630..comments2013-05-05T21:21:22.790-07:00Comments on Printed Words are Just the Start: Playing with PoetryAnthony Garciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10699412504301543514noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422079753676035527.post-58061559122269709632013-02-27T22:42:05.167-08:002013-02-27T22:42:05.167-08:00Good evening Bree! Thank you, I appreciate you ta...Good evening Bree! Thank you, I appreciate you taking the time. I really enjoyed the first one, the second was rather hard since really wanted to do something different but it got very difficult. The second is based off of E.E. Cummings "Me Up At Does," which is a very simple, broken English poem, which is a poisoned mouse questioning the human as to why he was poisoned, if the human would do the very same thing. I wanted to try to continue that broken conversation in that same style, and my tie to the original was in the first words of each line. Maybe I'll refine it a bit and put away somewhere nice, maybe call myself a poet of habit. =)Anthony Garciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10699412504301543514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422079753676035527.post-3081666752380909032013-02-25T14:25:25.848-08:002013-02-25T14:25:25.848-08:00I really like the first poem. I know it's insp...I really like the first poem. I know it's inspired by that poem with the same format but I think it's a nice twist to it.<br /><br />I'm still scratching my head at the second poem. I suppose it has something to do with its title, but I cannot piece it together. :/ Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com