How Do You Write a Poem?

How Do You Write a Poem?

Hi everyone, my name is Jen. I’m an author
and a poet. My latest book is called The Girl Aquarium and I also teach poetry.
Today I’m going to talk to you about how I write poetry, or more specifically how
I write the poem that I’m going to write today. This video is very kindly
sponsored by Skillshare and I’ll speak more about that later. I have made lots
of videos on this channel before talking to you about poetry, talking about how
you might dissect a poem, I’ve also spoken about how I edit poems, but I have
never taken you through the process of creating a poem from beginning to end,
which is what I am going to do today. Many writers, at least in my experience,
choose to write either by hand or on computer, maybe both for different stages
of the writing process. I find that I think very differently when I’m writing
by hand because I can’t write as fast as I’m thinking,
whereas when I’m typing I can type faster. I always, pretty much always, write
on my computer because I like to edit heavily as I go especially, when I’m
writing poetry. I don’t get the bare bones down and then go back and edit;
I am constantly rewriting, which you’ll see when I start to write. I also
have arthritis and ectrodactyly, so writing on the computer is generally better for me
anyway so because I write on a computer what
I’m going to do is I am going to record the screen of my computer while I write so
you can see everything. I’m also going to speed up this process obviously because
I’ve probably sit here for about three or four hours writing a poem so I
will speed it up times a lot and then show it to you and after that I’m going to
read you the poem and I’m going to talk about why I crafted the poem the way
that I did, my thought process as I was writing it and why I made all of the
writing choices that I did. The way that I approach poetry writing is actually
quite different to the way that I approach other kinds of writing. With
fiction I sit myself down and I force myself to write because I have deadlines.
I very rarely have deadlines for poetry, it’s more of a passion project, so when I
sit down to write a poem I normally have had an idea in the back of
mind that has been snowballing — which is actually appropriate for the poem I’m
writing today — it’s been snowballing for a while. It was at the back of my
brain and it’s been creeping closer and closer. I generally don’t have an idea of
where the poem is going to go specifically but I have a feeling, which I know sounds
very vague; I have a feeling that I can play with. It’s like someone’s handed me
some play-doh and said: okay, sculpt something. I have the something and I
just have to make it into something people can read. So the image that I’ve
had in my head recently is of a boy standing outside in a back garden, a very
blurred image, he’s in a blizzard and he’s holding snow in his hands and people are
looking out from the kitchen at this boy. So that is the image that I’m going to
be playing around with in this poem… apparently Lola wanted to get in on the
writing process. Okay so that’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to sit down and
see what happens and then we can talk about it does that
sound good? Lola, what do you think of poetry, huh? Isn’t it amusing when poems turn into
something that you did not expect at all at the beginning? That happens quite
often. Every time it surprises and delights me. Ok, so I’m going to read you
the poem and talk to you about all of my thoughts as I was writing it, and my
thoughts about as it is right now, but first off, as I mentioned at the
beginning of this video, this video is very kindly sponsored by
Skillshare. I have worked with them many times in the past and I’ll link the
videos I’ve done with them previously in the description box. I’ve made videos
about how to annotate texts, I’ve made videos about how to make shepherd’s pie,
I’ve made videos about how I became a freelance and how I organise my time.
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skill, definitely go and check them out. Ok, so back to the poem that I’ve just
written. It took me 4 and 1/2 hours to write this poem and I may come back to
it in the future and tweak it. I always like to let things rest in a drawer for
a while and then I can come back to them as the reader instead of the writer but
for now this is how it’s looking. So I’m going to read it to you; I’ll insert the
text on the screen so that you can read along with me. (*reads the text on the screen*) As I mentioned, when I was writing this poem the image that I had was of a boy standing in the garden in the snow, holding snow, and people were
watching him from the kitchen window. As you would have seen from the sped up
footage of me writing the poem, it began in a more general way. I was trying to
work out who the people were who were watching him, so there was someone called
Abigail, there was someone called Paul and it was a group of people looking out
at this boy. I think it said and “their” garden or “a” garden “the” garden etc, so it was
more distant and then I changed it because I realised actually it should be
about a couple who are looking out so it is “our garden”; it’s not just a random
garden or someone else’s it’s their territory. It does feel slightly strange
trying to talk about the moment that you realise what a poem is about. I always find
when a new book comes out that I have written, I have to go back and read through
it and make notes for myself and remind myself of all of the things that I was
thinking when I was writing it. All of the imagery. I have to reacquaint myself
with the text and learn how to talk about it in an external way as opposed
to an internal way, which I actually think is probably helpful for me but it
still feels strange to do so. As I was writing this poem,
it was about a couple looking out at this boy and it turned into something
else, which you can see from the title of this poem, and this is what I teach in my
writing workshops which I will link down below if you’re interested but… well, I teach many things in the workshops but something that I think is overlooked a
lot of the time is the titles of poems and how important the titles of poems
are. I always leave the titling of my poem until the end, until I really know
what this poem is about. You set the tone with the title; if you read this poem
without reading the title first if… and you didn’t have a title which
as you were watching this sped up version because it wasn’t there yet… you will
read something entirely different and I would be very interested in knowing what
you thought the poem was about before that title appeared. I also want to
highlight what I’m talking here is what I was thinking about the poem when I was
writing it and that once I have shared it with you and with other people that poem
ceases to be mine and it means entirely different things a lots of different
people and that’s brilliant — that’s really exciting, so when I talk about
meaning in this poem I’m talking about my own meaning but you can take from it
whatever the hell you like because …well, as long as you can back it up with the text
you can make up whatever meaning you like, and that’s the beauty of poetry, so
as I was writing this I realised that what I wanted the poem to be about was
fertility and infertility and IVF. So I have called this poem “The five stages of IVF” so when I talk
about the five stages what I mean is regulating hormones in a woman’s body,
injections for encouraging the production of eggs, then the harvesting
of those eggs ie the taking away of those eggs, the fertilization of those eggs and
then the implantation of those eggs. So those are the five stages that I’m
talking about and I blended that with the fairy tale of the snow child; that
was what I was thinking about when I was writing it, that was what I came to
interpret this image of a boy standing in the snow as being. The fairy tale of
the Snow Child is about a couple who cannot conceive a child and then one
day they discover a baby that’s being brought to life
from snow, and they take it into their house. Okay so let’s talk about specifics.
I’m now going to go back to the screen so I can show you and I’ll use my mouse
to highlight certain words so I can talk you through my thoughts as I was writing
specific lines. Ok, so here we go as I said the first line is “the boy stands in
our garden” so it’s not “a garden” it’s “ours” it’s a representation of their
territory; it implies a belonging. It says that he is holding all of the snow.
How is he holding the all of the snow? It’s a blurry image, not just to the
people looking at him but to the reader as well; it’s something that we can’t
quite picture: is snow falling all around him? Is he cupping it in his hands?
There’s also something powerful about that — holding all of the snow, possibly
holding all the power or holding all of the possibilities? It’s something magical
because it’s an impossible thing to do. You can’t hold all of the snow so
there’s a hint that magic there. He can’t be a snowman, so the narrator is trying
to figure out who this boy is (he can’t be a snowman) along with the reader and
then it says “I insist”, so you may have noticed when I was writing this that it
was initially Abigail, and it was “Abigail said” and then it was that “she insisted”
so changing that one word so that you can show the urgency there, so “he can’t
be in a snow man I insist” and with the narrator… with it being in the first
person, it immediately becomes more personal, and going back to the first
line where it says “the boy stands in our garden” it’s not “a boy” stands in our
garden it’s “the boy”; it implies a knowing / not knowing, this specific
boy, almost as though they have been waiting for him. So “the boy stands in our
garden / holding all of the snow. / He can’t be a snowman / I insist.
He is far too young / for frostbite.” So we have a break here “he is far too young /”
obviously it continues “for frostbite” but having it at the end of the line is an eye pause, your eye lingers there “he is far too young”
that implies a vulnerability and then after that “for frostbite. He migh…”
obviously there is a rhyme there between frostbite and might, which means that it
sounds pleasing when you read it out loud. “for frostbite. He might be / mythic” so I have
cut off the line here “he might” which implies a possibility; that’s something
that I played with throughout this, the idea of being and also not being, of
glimpsing something and not glimpsing. As I mentioned with “the boy” at the
beginning and knowing and and not knowing, a kind of hovering in this
in-between space, of being something and not being something, so “he might be” is here
“he can’t be” and “the young boy does not” almost like we’re weaving between
existing and not existing. So “he ‘might be / mythic. Or prophetic. / Did anyone see him
arrive?” So suggesting possibilities for what this boy might be, again hinting at
magic and prophetic as well — that he might be a sign of things to come. As
this couple are going through IVF is he a sign that they are seeing? “Did
anyone see him arrive?” This invites the reader to silently answer this question
and so the reader is part of this with them, is being included, which will draw
the reader closer. So the first stanza opens up these possibilities, this
questioning, it inserts the idea of fable and of magic and a vulnerability and
it’s something specific that we’re looking at but it is outside, and then in
the second stanza we zoom in on this boy and we look at him closer. “The snowboy’s
eyes are / kingfishers.” So he’s not a snowman, he’s too young to be a snowman
so I’ve called him a snowboy. This is not a word that actually exists but it’s
something that the reader can understand through our understanding of what a snowman
is and “eyes” is a half rhyme with “arrived” so again that’s pleasing to read — “Did
anyone see him arrive? / The snowboy’s eyes are / kingfishers.” Kingfishers are so
many bright colours and the idea that his eyes are full of all of these colours
against a drop of white is exciting, it also
implies again these infinite possibilities of what he could be.
Coupled with “blazing countries” next to it like “his eyes are blazing countries”
that’s a warmth; there is a warmth inside this snowboy, that there is life
underneath this layer of snow. The word Kingfisher itself is really interesting,
obviously it’s a bird, it implies something that is possibly flying away,
something that’s out of reach, but the words themselves King and Fisher…
there are many fairy tales about royals who cannot conceive: kings and queens who
have to jump through lots of hoops, who have to have dealings with fairies in
order to get the child that they so deeply want. Kings fishing for babies. And
that’s something that’s very very tenuous there but it’s something that is
drawn to my mind when I think of that word in this context, and why I have
placed it there. So “the snowboy’s eyes are kingfishers. Blazing countries
we would like to visit.” As I said, blazing implies heat but also maybe a conflict
or something that’s very difficult and blazing countries we would like to
visit: that the land of parenthood, is somewhere that they want to go, it’s a
territory they haven’t visited they want to go there. Then after that we have
“Behind him a / squirrel is stealing / all of the food. Bending / over backwards — winter /
olympics.” So “behind him,” so this is all of the behind-the-scenes things. Obviously
this is a couple of lines about a squirrel trying to steal bird food but
in the context of IVF it could be seen as someone who is trying to get at
something that they have been told they cannot have for whatever reason: nuts or
seeds… seeds are associated with birth with growth… that they can’t get
to these things because they don’t ‘fit” and this is all the behind-the-scenes
stuff of IVF, of bending over backwards to try and get to the thing that you
desire so much, so the young boy doesn’t react to this, it says “the young boy does
not blink. Cradling his snow globe.” Cradling is a is of course associated
with babies, a baby’s cradle, he’s holding it gently…
almost like an egg, which is again of course an image of
fertility, but cradling his snow globe like he’s holding the world and all the
possibilities of this world that could or could not exist. The next line is “The
whole world is a blizzard.” And that’s in a stanza of its own with white space around
this line to show that blizzard, so we zoom in on this boy cradling his snow
globe, this egg perhaps something like a petri dish etc, he’s cradling this
possibility of a life of his own world and then when we zoom out of that, we see
that the whole world around him is in a blizzard and I’ve used this image of
snow throughout because spring is often associated with fertility, with life, and
winter is not, so he is struggling to exist in all of these very harsh
conditions. We move on to the next stanza where it says “We refuse to talk of
snow babies incubating in fables” So “we refuse to talk of snow”; I’ve cut
that line there so that “snow babies” is split over two lines it’s no longer a
noun in and of itself like “snowboy” and “snowman” before it. “Snow / baby” so snow
and baby have been separated, perhaps indicating a thawing. Incubating is of
course another word that is associated with very young babies, “incubating in
fables”… how the possibility of babies can exist in… can exist in stories and not
just fairy tales like the snow child, but also in the narrative that society gives
you: that you’re expected to have children, that this is the way your life
will be. These possibilities have existed in the narratives around you but not in
your actual life. So “we refuse to talk of snow babies incubating in fables” — they
don’t talk about those stories anymore because the reality is so much harsher.
“How their fingerprints are the scattered names of endangered species”
When I was writing this at this part I reworded it quite a lot.
I often find that I play around with adjectives, perhaps I’ll have many more
than I’ll need and then I cut it back because less is more. You will have seen
that in several stages of this poem, where it was quite
maybe ‘flowery’ at one point and then I stripped it right back to its bare bones
because I much prefer poetry in that form. “How their fingerprints are the
scattered names of endangered species” fingerprints implying DNA and the mark
that you leave on the world and obviously of course footprints in snow;
they disappear quite quickly, scattered names perhaps implying
scattered possibilities or lost children “scattered names” so names that you might
have given to children before this point “how their fingerprints are the scattered
names of endangered species. Instead we dip our palms in icing sugar and press
our mouths to the window.” I’ve used the phrase “we dip our palms in icing sugar”
as almost like they are creating finger prints themselves; they are leaving their
mark; they are showing their DNA. Obviously also when you are born they
take footprints and finger prints of you as a child as well, that they are
scattering their handprints around the kitchen, which is generally a warm place
in contrast to the world that is outside – this snow. It’s something that is
associated with the heart of the home, with nurturing, so “instead we dip our
palms in icing sugar and press our mouths to the window.” That’s like they’re blowing
kisses outside, if we take it further than them just pressing their mouths
against the window to look out into the garden, we could transpose this into
a different scenario, if we think of IVF they could be placing their mouths to the
window of a science lab or to the window of a ward looking in a collection of
children, if we think about IVF where we freeze eggs and then thaw them there is
a lot of freezing and thawing here which reflects the snow that is littered
throughout this poem. The final stanza is “our longings skitter
around the kitchen like so much white noise.” At the beginning of the previous
stanza they said they weren’t going to talk anymore about these possible babies
because otherwise they would talk about nothing else but it doesn’t matter
because as it says in this last stanza all of their longings, all of their
feelings and their wishes, are still running around the kitchen unsaid like
“so much white noise.” White noise being the sound you get on a radio or a television
when you’re between the stations, when you’re trying to find a signal. This is
the sound of the in-between space, of existing and not existing and of waiting
for possibilities. Ok so those are all the thoughts that
I had when I was writing this and how I feel about it now that it is crafted it. It’s in five stanzas to reflect the title of the poem
which is “the five stages of IVF” I use the color white a lot in this because of
snow and as I said for freezing eggs, and linking in with the fairy tale of the
snow child which isn’t mentioned by name but I hope is implied in there. And also
because the color white links in with hospitals and with baby grows as well; a
lot of baby growers are white and links with cleanliness and newness, of
blank pages etc. I hope that this was interesting, as I said I may come back to
this and edit it more in the future but for now I feel I’m too close to it to do
that so I need to put it in a drawer and then come back to it. I would love to
know what you thought the poem was about as I was creating it and before you saw
that title because of course I was thinking about the title when I was
writing it but that wasn’t present yet but as a reader, seeing the poem in
its final form, that title would have been the first thing that you saw. I
would love to know your thoughts about creating poetry if you do write, as I
said before this video is very kindly sponsored by Skillshare, so do go and
check them out I will link them in the top of the description box and I’ll
leave links to all of my stuff, my books and all of the things I do in the
description box down below, as well along with all of the videos I’ve made about
poetry in the past. If you’re new it would be lovely if you fancied subscribing. If
you have any questions about writing or about poetry ask me in the comments
section and we can have a chat. I hope you have a great week and I will speak
to you very soon. Lots of bookish love, bye! x

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  1. Hello, folks! I've been wanting to film a video like this for a while. I hope you enjoy it. Let me know your thoughts! xx

  2. I like when Jen dissects poems. Reading between the lines is a learning and fun experience.
    Using words such as snow, winter, blazing gave me a rush of scenery.

  3. I'm loving this so much, I can't even tell you. Such an intriguing insight in your writing process. I have to admit, I sometimes feel very intimidated by reading poetry. But this is very helpful at making it seem more … tangible I guess. Thank you!

  4. Jen this was so beautiful. Thanks so much for sharing this. Initially I thought it was about losing a child and I also thought of the snow child but I didn't think of IVF. Stunning. It really moved me.

  5. Before the title I really thought it was about the dichotomy of having the basic necessities of life but no being happy. And seeing people that don’t have those necessities such as being homeless and not doing anything to change their situation.

  6. This is amazing! I thought of the Snow Child straight away and a wintery garden with birds and bird feeders and friends in a cosy house.

    I really love having the insight into your thought process – it makes poetry feel so much more accessible. Xx

  7. It's so interesting that you mention that an idea snowballing and how you only have a /feeling/ of it because that's similar to how I describe my novel ideas to someone as well! When asked about my writing process, I tell people that my ideas are often me just having a general "sense" (a "feeling" as you said) of what my book's "essence" is rather than me having any specific ideas or plots, and that I don't actually know what that book is going to end up being or even where its going to lead me until I actually get in there and begin writing it. Because even when i have a general outline to help me focus, stories and characters tend to have a mind of their own, so i never actually know where it'll go. People generally think it's weird and don't get what i mean by that, so it was a pleasant surprise to hear someone else describe it quite similarly! I love when writers dissect their work and process, so I'm enjoying all the videos like this that you've posted. Especially since I'm not a poet and I tend to be intimidated by poetry so the insight has been amazing so far and this video even more so I bet, since we'll be witnessing you constructing a poem and I'm excited! Anyways, I'm only 2 minutes into the video though, so off i go back to watching. 💖

  8. I have just submitted my poems to a magazine for the first time! Thanks for all the advice and the confidence you gave me with your videos x

  9. Love your bare bones writing! I immediately thought of a runaway or possibly a kidnapped child. There's a sense of both loss and longing in each scenario, so it had the same feel to me.

  10. I am glad that you made this video! I have been curious about your process. Also, the poem made me think of some sort of relationship dealing with loneliness and the wilderness. It was extra interesting for me as I had just finished reading, The Snow Child, by Eowyn Ivey last night!

  11. Hello Jen:-> I found this poem simply beautiful. I particularly enjoyed discovering it because it deals with themes I have had in my mind recently, so it really resonated with me and almost felt familiar. I also want to say the way you filmed this video made it very interesting to watch, and it gives us readers more insight into your world and how your mind works when you're writing. I believe it helps us have a better understanding of your poetry in general and others things that your imagination brings to life! it was so lovely to experience.♥ Hope you are well, Emma

  12. I love the idea of poetry, but I've never really taken the dive into it because I've always felt… I don't know, maybe like it's wasted on me, that I can't appreciate it as much as someone else could and can't see past the top notes of the writing. I couldn't see what you were writing because the text was too small on my screen but I really liked how it all came together. I think I need to check out more of your videos, I'm sure there are recommendations for where I can start my poetry exploration out there.

  13. I am not into poetry at all but I recently watched you annotate The Bees and I found it really interesting and I am now hungry to learn more. I actually saw the title of this poem on your instagram before watching so I can't comment on what I thought before the title was revealed, as I already knew it. I interpreted the poem as though the couple themselves were inside the snowglobe and the snowboy was a representation of society looking in and asking 'when you will you do what is expected of you and bear children.'

  14. kingfishers reminded me of the legend of the fisher king. wikipedia tells me this legend also has implications of sterility/infertility! whaaaaat?

  15. Really insightful and intriguing to see poetry crafted in such a different way to my own method of 'fast' drafting and then revising.

  16. As much as I watch you talk abt poetry I grew to appreciate it more and I've started to read more of it. I'm glad and thankful that u have shared this video with us coz I was trying to refine my poetry writing ❤😊 thank you

  17. I think this is brilliant. At first, I thought it was going to be more so about a child with their family watching the snow child outside and longing for that freedom and peace. But the story of the five stages of IVF was really beautiful. Also reminded me of the five stages of grief which I believe is really fitting as the longing and pre-emptive grieving feels true here, especially with watching the squirrel get all of his nuts while they watch a child they're not able to have.

    I am much more of a messy first drafter but your process intrigues me. Makes me want to go revise revise revise.

  18. This was really helpful. It’s not often that you get to actually see the writing process. I would love to see more writers doing this. Thanks for posting this. Your channel always inspires me and I learn so much.

  19. Thank you for this, Jen. So insightful for us fledgling writers of poetry (all short forms really). At the beginning, I thought the boy had the longing, wanting to go inside, wanting to belong within the home or the group of people inside. As you moved forward, I could see that thee longing was on the inside and longing for the boy or a form of the boy. While the whole poem captures, highlights the path you've noted in the title, i must admit my favourite line is the last line: "Our longings skitter around the kitchen like so much white noise." With that line, you've perfectly imaged how hopes and dreams and difficult moments make themselves known in atmosphere without words. Again, thank you SO much for showing your process. This is a gift.

  20. I enjoyed watching the lines of the poem move and shift with the music. It is a joy to watch an artist at work, the poem is wonderful.

  21. I kept pausing and unpausing, trying to keep up with every edit. I write the same way, editing as I go. Still, fascinating to watch someone else's process.

  22. Great video, Jen 🙂 So fascinating to see the word choices and symbolism behind them, the depth of meaning behind them. Thanks also for answering my Instagram question about the significance of the colour white! The link to hospitals, cleanliness, blankness, newness – it works perfectly.

    My poetry process is fairly similar in that I edit as I go as well, except that I prefer to write poetry by hand (but fiction on the computer). I recently made a video dissecting how I wrote a poem, and found that I tend to start with one image or symbol and connect the lines with links, almost like free association, but connecting back in on the original idea or theme (kind of like drawing a flower, but with writing).

    Anyway – thanks for making this video and sharing your process and beautiful poetry x

  23. Two things I love about this – how decisive you are with your first drafts, deleting and editing as you go. And how you sat down and dedicated a solid 3-4 hours to writing a poem. I'm always squeezing them in around other things, which is silly, because I often have good stretches of time for poetry, but end up not prioritising it. Anyway – today I sat down at my computer and wrote a prose poem about space and trees, inspired by this video👍😘

  24. I loved this video ♥️ this poem really spoke to me…my favourite line 'the whole world is a blizzard'. The words and the way it stands on its own made me think about the 'silence' of snow and how when it is so cold you hold your breath. The line also made me think about having an ultrasound, all the static and fuzz on the screen, the noisy silence as you wait to see baby's outline appear and know if everything is ok….or not.on an even more personal note for me, when I was pregnant with my first I was told at a very early early scan that it was a molar pregnancy. They describe the look of the ultrasound as a 'snowstorm'. Thankfully they were wrong and I have a strong willed 4 year old who likes her hair wild 😊xxx

  25. Existing and not existing could also relate to the argument of when a person becomes a person. In the womb, when they're born, the argument about abortion.
    I REALLY love the way you explain your thought process, line by line and word by word. I honestly need to find time for some of your workshops when I'm in the right head space xx

  26. I honestly thought it was about global warming ahahah I thought the boy represented the future generations and the lines saying "He might be mythic. Or prophetic." were a representation of both the possibility of future generations never existing (hence mythic) but also of younger generations prophesising the end of the world. Then the "Did anyone see him arrive?" would be the couple (the older generations) wondering where the hell all of this concern over global warming came. "Blazing countries we would like to visit" – most countries people dream of visiting are very warm and are only getting warmer with climate change (perhaps to the point of blazing up). "The whole world is a blizzard" – extreme weather around the world. "We refuse to talk of snow babies incubating in fables. How their fingerprints are the scattered names of endangered species" – the future (mythic) generations won't leave a mark (fingerprint) on this world because the world will end before they have the possibility to do it and, so, their (possible) names are the same as the names of the endangered species of the present (both will cease to exist). "Instead we dip our palms in icing sugar and press our mouths to the window" – the older generations ignoring the warnings and just "fooling around".

  27. Please, I have emotions but I don't know how to arrangement each line in the poem ,can you help me , please?

  28. Great video ☝️ ☝️ thanks for all the tips miss supermodel check out some of my poems if you get a chance

  29. I remember seeing manatees at a zoo and a board stating that they were most likely what sailors had seen when they came up with mermaids, and I remember that fact sticking with me, because the manatees did not ask for this, it was the sailors who projected this luring predator onto them, blaming their desire on these unknowing creatures. It culminated in me writing a poem about rape culture, my own history with assault and a specific case of sexual assault that recently happened in my country: a diabetic woman passed out from insulin deficiency at a party and was raped by two men, and at the trial the judge let the perpetrators go because "she did not say no", because, y'know, she was UNCONSCIOUS. After an appeal a higher court fortunately repealed this and they were fined and sent to jail, but it still infuriates me that that woman had to go through that first trial with that garbage judge.

  30. OMG THIS IS WHAT I NEEDED!!! I'm doing a project on illustrating poems and i dont know how to write one thank you thank you thank you so much!!!

  31. I really enjoyed getting to watch your creative process. I tend to start a poem on paper with a pencil and then either while I'm still crafting the poem (or sometimes when I'm done) I move to the PC and do my editing. Like you, I'm constantly editing as I'm still creating. I can't help it. Even while I'm typing it up on the PC I'm usually jotting it back down on the paper, especially when I have conflicting ideas about wording/lines/or stanzas. I will write them down in each form side-by-side and type each up to see how I feel about them. Unfortunately, I can't tell you what I thought the poem was about as you were writing it because everything was moving so fast I couldn't keep up. Instead I was just watching the process itself without paying attention to the words. Once you were done, however, I was confused by the title given the image you said you had in your head before starting. So I was very happy to hear your analysis of the meaning. IVF is not something I've had to deal with so I'm not familiar with the process and wouldn't have understood the metaphors on my own. Hearing your explanation of the metaphors and how they relate to IVF made things very clear for me and I found those to be very creative. I especially liked the image created by the lines "The snowboy's eyes are / kingfishers. Blazing countries / we would love to visit." Again, I needed your analysis to understand that otherwise I would have had to Google what "kingfishers" meant.

  32. Am i talented at writing poems i have be wondering if i am for a while but its had to tell but here are some of my poems i wrote a ago and i also wanna know if my poems are any good?

    Your so sweet i didnt think you could be bitter

    Im curious about your stories your hopes and your dreams

    I dont want are love to last for a moment but for a enerity

    I knew i made the right decision when i choose you

    You hypnotized my mind and my body into thinking it belongs to you

    I thought i could hide my feelings from you i didn't want you to find out how i truly felt but what i didn't know is letting you found out would me the best decision i ever made

    Its hard to love myself when you keep giving me reasons not to

    He met a girl with wings she met boy with horns they were both different yet unquie in there own way(this one is expired by a song)

    I hide in the dark because im afriad of the light

    She is the flower and he is the sun he gives her light so she can grow he gives her light so she can bloom

  33. I love this type of video! I am currently in an intro to poetry class and seeing the writing process in this video was very inspiring and helpful

  34. I’ve only just discovered your channel. This was amazing, thank you! Am waiting with baited breath for you he next video (will be checking out older ones!)

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