You are asking to see one of my high school poems, but do you really understand what you're asking? HIGH SCHOOL POETRY. Did you not read Mary's comment about how awful high school poetry is? "Emotion, writ large (and poorly)," she says, and OH HOW RIGHT SHE IS. My primary emotion in high school was imagining myself in deep, conflicted, star-crossed love with boys I stared at in study hall and never talked to.
Plus, to select a poem to post, I would have to go through that folder (I'm sorry to say that "& Such" means "& Stream-of-Consciousness Essays"), and probably read more than one poem during the selection process. I did TRY, okay? I went through it a little, looking for a poem that would be humorously humiliating without being genuinely embarrassing. But GEEZ, Former Self! What the CRAP?
There was a poem written so that the first letter of each line spelled out the name of one of the cute boys I liked to stare at; there are two stanzas, one for his first name and one for his last name. Another poem claims that love and sadness are very different emotions, then ends "...or are they?"---ellipses, italics, and all.
There is what I believe is intended to be some sort of ballad, describing the love between a young girl and a soldier who, in a stunning surprise twist, dies in the war. There is a reference to "the neverending ballet with the stars," and a little notation that perhaps "with" should be "of." (I don't think the trouble here was prepositional.) Later on, I wonder in a margin if "like a cloud in the sky" would be better as "like a shadow in the night." (Answer: no.)
I speak hand-claspingly of "love on a summer's day," not that I had any idea what that would be like. I explain in one poem that "when our eyes / meet / it is magic." (Free tip for high school poets: It is not REAL POETRY if the line breaks make sense.) I point out earnestly that activities such as "dancing with children" and "picking flowers" and "looking at the stars" should be pursued, whereas MONEY on the other hand is unimportant. (Number of times I danced with children in high school: zero. Number of times I earned money babysitting them: seven bersnillion.)
There is the confession that I have "a heart that beats." Good thing I saved these poems, so I'd remember what I was like! I had a beating heart, I'd almost forgotten! Also, evidently I thought that a woman in love (such as myself) would run to her boyfriend (such as the boy I stared at in English class) "like a zephyr." Hi, English vocab list! Did I realize that zephyrs do not typically trip over their own pant legs?
I invited one lucky young man to "come fly with me." I'm not sure what I had in mind, but I can tell you it was NOT what the young man would have thought I meant. (I believe I may have been thinking of the scene where Lois Lane flies with Superman.) There are references to "broken dreams" and "forgetting to dream." There are "tears running down the windowpane," and, oddly, "a palavar of sorrow." A...what?
Some of them are written in PINK INK. I mean---GAH!
Let's talk instead about the baby names in that post, and what I think of them a dozen years later. To review: the girl names were Fenchurch, Sophie, Molly, Quinn, Madeleine, Philippa, Ivy, Jill, Grey, Noel, Maizie, and Leaf; and the boy names were Jack, Joe, Sam, Luke, Milo/Miles, Leo, and Ross.
I don't actively dislike any of the names. I still like Ivy and Jill and Madeleine for girls. I still like Milo/Miles, Leo, and Joe for boys, and in fact all three of them were strong contenders when I was pregnant with Henry.
I still like most of the other names, too, but now some of them are starting to sound out of date. Jack and Sam, which seemed so fresh 'n' sassy in 1995, are more usual now. And I wouldn't use Grey or Leaf or Fenchurch, because that didn't turn out to be our naming style. Maizie now makes me think of Maisy the mouse. (Also: grain.) I still like Sophie, but now would probably go for Sofia instead. Philippa is too hard to spell--I can't remember if it's two Ls and one P or one L and two Ps or...? It's like Eliot/Elliot/Elliott/Eliott.
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