Who Am I?
Now relax
Lay back
Open Wide
Let me slip it in
Don’t worry
I’m and expert
It won't hurt
A bit
My its a big one
Red and inflamed
Steady
Don’t move
I don’t want
To hurt you
You might
Feel a tugging
A pushing
I’ll wiggle
And maybe a pull
Don’t look
So worried
Open further
You can take
More fingers
Here goes
Hold on tight
One more time
One more pull
There it is
All done
All out
No more pain
How does it feel?
Better?
No
It may be sore
But at least
It is gone now
Hurting no more
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Do you know what or who this is about? Answers in the comments.
Answer on Thursday
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One of the most popular British works of classical music is Edward Elgar’s Enigma Variations. The “enigma” of the title is widely believed to be a hidden melody that is not actually played, but which is tucked somehow into the composition through counterpoint. Today I’d like you to take some inspiration from Elgar and write a poem with a secret – in other words, a poem with a word or idea or line that it isn’t expressing directly. The poem should function as a sort of riddle, but not necessarily a riddle of the “Why is a raven like a writing desk?” variety. You could choose a word, for example, “yellow,” and make everything in the poem something yellow, but never actually allude to their color. Or perhaps you could closely describe a famous physical location or person without ever mentioning what or who it actually is.
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I hope you enjoyed this piece, I look forward to reading your thoughts (but please be nice).
Thank you
Caroline