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"Who are you and why should people care what you have to say?"
Once upon a time, in a annoyingly personal high school course called 'Career and Life Management', I was asked that question on a worksheet. I found most of that course annoying and silly and awkward, since I hate talking about myself, but this question struck me. I wrote a poem to answer it, and rereading it recently I still think it describes me better than anything else I've written, so I've replaced the cryptic nonsense I had in my profile before with it and I'm just gonna stick it here as well for the heck of it.
I am a student of incomplete wisdom.
I am a sailor on oceans of light.
I am a dreamer adrift in the heavens.
I am a star in the brilliance of night.
I am a walker on paths well established.
I am a map-maker sitting at home.
I am a gazer who sees from a distance.
I am preceded wherever I roam.
I am a spinner of shadows; a weaver.
I am a wordsmith; a forger of truth.
I’m a magician, a worker of wonders.
I’m an apprentice, an untested youth.
I am a wanderer far from the city.
I am alone in the midst of the crowd.
I am a silence when thunder is crashing.
I am a voice in the silence, unbound.
I am a nothing; all vacant and empty.
I could be everything, boundless and full.
I have a dream of a future that’s gleaming.
I am in dread of one listless and dull.
I am no more and no less than a person.
I am a song that deserves to be known.
I am a poet; my words hold a power.
I will have strength and speak out on my own.
Once upon a time, in a annoyingly personal high school course called 'Career and Life Management', I was asked that question on a worksheet. I found most of that course annoying and silly and awkward, since I hate talking about myself, but this question struck me. I wrote a poem to answer it, and rereading it recently I still think it describes me better than anything else I've written, so I've replaced the cryptic nonsense I had in my profile before with it and I'm just gonna stick it here as well for the heck of it.
I am a student of incomplete wisdom.
I am a sailor on oceans of light.
I am a dreamer adrift in the heavens.
I am a star in the brilliance of night.
I am a walker on paths well established.
I am a map-maker sitting at home.
I am a gazer who sees from a distance.
I am preceded wherever I roam.
I am a spinner of shadows; a weaver.
I am a wordsmith; a forger of truth.
I’m a magician, a worker of wonders.
I’m an apprentice, an untested youth.
I am a wanderer far from the city.
I am alone in the midst of the crowd.
I am a silence when thunder is crashing.
I am a voice in the silence, unbound.
I am a nothing; all vacant and empty.
I could be everything, boundless and full.
I have a dream of a future that’s gleaming.
I am in dread of one listless and dull.
I am no more and no less than a person.
I am a song that deserves to be known.
I am a poet; my words hold a power.
I will have strength and speak out on my own.
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Date: 2010-08-27 03:27 am (UTC)I've always been interested in poetry too, but I don't write it often. Maybe I should.