Fisher of Men

I                                                                            Love
             fish                                            and                              I        
                                     love                                                                  fishing.
I                  think                                 of                           the                
                                      grouchiest                                                   fish
hope-                                                        fully                                              wishing.
                        He'll                                                            open                  
his                                   big                     gossiping                                             mouth,          
                  and                       give                                   his       dirty looks.
       
While his grumpy lips,
                                                                                             Wrap around my hook.      
                                             

Grumpy Cat

Cat Friend: “Hey man, what are you doing later?”

Grumpy Cat: “K.”

Ten Ways of Looking at a Chicken Sandwich

10 Ways of Looking at a Chicken Sandwich

-1-

I am more hungry than she. The sandwich is hers.

-2-

My stomach is small,

The sandwich is large.

My peers are larger than I.

-3-

The sandwich is there.

I am not.

I am with the sandwiches

disappointing son… the salad.

-4-

I am 4^th in line,

The last sandwich is 3^rd.

-5-

The sandwich looks like my bride walking down the aisle.

It had mayonnaise on it though.

I hate it.

-6-

I am the 6^th youngest son

and the first hungriest.

Sandwiches are distributed.

That as a nice snack.

-7-

The number 7 is what I order at Wendy’s.

It’s a chicken sandwich.

-8-

The chicken sandwich has been sitting for a long while

I’m pretty poor and even more so, cheap.

Upset stomach for 3 days.

-9-

I am big the sandwich is small.

I finish and am still very empty.

Everything looks like a chicken sandwich now.

-10-

Ten years old and ordering off the adult menu.

I am so mature now but my sandwich is so not finished.

I hide my shame and half my sandwich under the napkin so my dad won’t see.

Event Factory

Renee Gladman does a good job in a few passages of using language and metaphors; writing in a way which is furiously beautiful.

'The evening air is tender'

'The light is yellow'

The morning is a 'greener yellow at the start of the day but every moment growing golden'

This for me, portraying/relating things to color makes me appreciate the importance of experience. Almost as if we are born one way and slowly molded into our own color. Everything the narrative tries to do ends in failure, but still experience happens anyway. This is relatable fore me to times and failures where the important thing to do is to continue moving forward and learn from mistakes. It is like when something awful and constricting happens in your life and the only way to deal with it is to deal with it.

'Nothing happens, nothing happens, then everything is "said" to have happened...'

It's almost as if she is saying that structurally "eventually things happen suddenly". But pessimistically as well she could easily be saying that experiences are only so long, they come and go so quickly, stop giving them so much credit. It's almost as if she is discrediting memory as well. Like there is nothing we can do to stop time from clouding it. That we wait and wait for special moments only to be forgotten. This is quite a depressing concept. However, she may be saying enjoy life and let it happen rather than trying to force or recreate old happiness. Life will go its own way, you don't need a "map" or a guide, only instinct and an open mind.

Splice Poem

Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace

Upon becoming an Eastern Michigan University Baseball Player

Hail the Sun of Righteousness

To insure that you are representing in a positive manner

Light and life to all he brings

In determining your appearance, academic achievement, and performance.

Ris'n with heal-ing in his wings

to provide you with the confidence and mental toughness to succeed.

To write this poem I used random lines from 'Hark the Harald Angels Sing' and our Introduction to Becoming and EMU Baseball Player Handout.