Poem idea

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No drive to see you through

to strive your stride

and lift your head.

No talents to distract,

offer and possibilities

are impossible and

beyond all hope.

Despair as you sit,

unable to decide,

idle your life

away as you

pray for inspiration.

The wall will not

answer.

Echoes and Edges

Someone on my course recommended Echoes and Edges to me for my poetry and music research. They’re perfect, exactly what I was imaging and looking for. I want to either try contacting them or submitting work to them very soon. I’m hoping to write/create something for my master class this term using my poetry and music research.

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