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Monday, June 9th, 2014

sinkin3I am sitting with my eleven year old niece who is analysing a poem for school. Later she will be deciding which three poems out of her catalogue of compositions she’ll take through a through an editing process and then “publish”.  Perhaps my memory is faulty, but I don’t remember analysing, composing, let alone editing a poem when I was eleven.  I don’t think we even read a poem until I was in grade nine.  As for writing one, it really was just one.  In grade ten English.  I have no recollection of my lone attempt but I do recall telling Ursula, who sat behind me, that angel was spelt “angle”, which had quite an impact on her poem since it was about winged entities and not triangles.  I also recall every word of the poem written by Wayne, the boy who say in front of me. Although, really, in that case it was a question of form over substance:

The

***sinking

**********ship

*************sank.

Wayne would have done well with flash fiction.