Nassy Fesharaki

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Creation - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki


I recall first class after years…
It was hard…

Then easy:
“Writing is having your character travel…”
“From, to, and return…”

“The rest is…”
Prof was clear:
“You are God, create…”
Then she said:
“A writer can listen, can ignore the others…”

Years went by, I am out, New God…
Frankly I can see inside out
For loving and hating
There are times.

“Best Core is the truth, or real…”
As I heard is word of Hemingway.

“And the rest? ” my question.

This is where waste is lot.

“Must know your audience…”
We are told.
So we chew, swallow, and vomit.

Therefore guilt for nonsense
The buyer, or reader, or people.
Am I God? Greedy for name, fame?

I spend lot of time in thinking and making
This is why my hard-disks are full but
Nothing is printed…nothing out.

Topic(s) of this poem: writing

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 10, 2015

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