Write as if you are dying.
March 31, 2009
From The Writer’s Almanac, March 29, 2009:
Teaching Poetry to 3rd Graders
by Gary Short
At recess a boy ran to me
with a pink rubber ball and asked
if I would kick it to him. He handed me the ball,
then turned and ran
and ran and ran, not turning back
until he was far out in the field.
I wasn’t sure I could kick the ball
that far. But I tried,
launching a perfect and lucky kick.
The ball sailed in a beautiful arc
about eight stories high,
landed within a few feet of the the 3rd grader
and took a big bounce off the hard playground dirt.
Pleased, I turned to enter the school building.
And then (I don’t know where they came from
so quickly) I heard a rumbling behind me
full tilt. They were carrying pink balls and yellow balls
of different sizes, black and white checkered
soccer balls. They wanted to to kick for them.
And now this is a ritual—this is how we spend recess.
They stand in line, hand me the ball and run.
The balls rise like planets
and the 3rd graders
circle dizzily beneath the falling sky,
their arms outstretched
**(yes, that’s me, not Gary, in 3rd grade)
Write as if you are dying.

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April 1st, 2009 at 11:23 am
I ADORE this post! Food i needed!
April 1st, 2009 at 6:26 pm
Because really, whether you realize it or not, you are.
April 8th, 2009 at 6:05 pm
I also feel that writing every day is essential, I practice it more so now that I am writing a novel. If i don’t write one or two days I feel awfully strange. I find it best to stop in the middle of a thought so you are drawn back later.