I’m still doing this sorting and tossing exercise that’s beginning to feel like I have been at it for an eternity. At first I was intent on throwing away a lot of stuff, then I had a change of heart after I rescued a couple of old writings from the recycle bin. Last night I found some more documents including some poems from my long ago that had slipped out of my mind completely. I cringed reading a lot of them but figured I wrote them so I will type them up and put them together in some digital form, because if nothing else, they are part of the chronicle of my life. It seems I could not decide on a title for the one in the above pic. I know it was written at the end of my secondary/high school days – there is a date on the document – as is the case with a lot of the things I wrote in that time period.
It took me a long time before I was able to part with the many handwritten drafts and revisions of things I wrote. Now, I tend to keep only the last typed version, which means I no longer have a lot of first drafts with the date of first writing on them. The one above apparently never evolved beyond that page.
I’ve been sharing some of my ‘oldies’ poems recently – like Mystery Lover and Lamentations – mainly ones that were previously published as some version of what I have posted on My Mind. A lot of these writings are not reflective of my current state of mind or emotions, if at all they were ever autobiographical. I’m not sure what the one in the image was motivated by any particular life event, maybe it was just a product of the years of teen melodrama, or my love for words. Anyway, if you see the full poem after this post, it means I got over my ‘yikes’ feeling and decided to share a bit more of my early writing history.