Draft by Draft: The Narrowing Lens of “Stranded” — Discover

At Brevity, Jill Talbot, author of the memoir The Way We Weren’t, gives us a masterclass in revising our writing after rejection: “So many times, we have to get out of our essay’s way.”

via Draft by Draft: The Narrowing Lens of “Stranded” — Discover

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pinterest and I

lets say i discovered pinterest a few months after the hype about it was over and i was officially under the rock as usual, lol ! ok so i started becoming with pinterest to the point where i thought it was part of my checklist of life to fulfil most pointers ideas, haha none till date has worked out probably because I’m too lazy to actually do it. my gallery of people on pinterest is awesome though i have to do a little of self praisal here, as usual i have a test coming up but pinterresy here we come

a link to a beautiful gallery you won’t regret it,

people

 

I will probably do a whole post on a sad news that struck me badly about Raudha’s death and a gallery to celebrate her life.

and BYe !

happy birthday

i can’t even begin to imagine where the time flew to , it just went by like a snap this blog is officially two years old, i know i have been MIA for the past few months but I’m back and better hopefully.

my special thanks from the bottom of my heart yes !( you, you know the half hearted thank you) to all my readers from the thoughts club

Dear lady justice ~~Billy clem

Dear Lady Justice, You are here without a summons. Voices insist you be taken upstairs to crowds waiting to watch you, hear you proclaim their imperative. Refuse, at last, dirty from use, long stationed in rooms of churning bile and duty shirked. Move outside now free as spring’s robins. Have […]

via Billy Clem: Dear Lady Justice — Vox Populi

Dear Lady Justice,

 

You are here without a summons.

Voices insist you be taken

 

upstairs to crowds waiting

to watch you, hear you proclaim

 

their imperative. Refuse, at last,

dirty from use, long stationed in rooms

 

of churning bile and duty shirked.

Move outside now free as spring’s robins.

 

Have nothing of these scripted circuses.

Search for space not up for auction

 

by men who claim you without scales,

without blindfold. Rip off that gown,

 

grey, tattered, and go among trees

thin as girls’ legs. See small waving

 

fronds, the hands of children who need you

to pick them up right now and run.

 

Copyright 2017 Billy Clem

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writers block

i have been having a writers block for quite some time now,  well i almost forgot about my blog for quite some time, until yesterday , yes chordates  is about to take me where invertebrates never did, school has been hectic. my sister was ill all through february , but yay I’m about to start something really cool, so guys stay tuned and apologies for the lack of poetry posts, well its a copyright thing until i renew my blogs copyright and others i can’t post new things much but my wattpad is there for you.