I am so happy to share my prose poem, Effort, is published at Rebelle Society!
Rebelle Society is a home for passionate voices sharing work that the writer honestly loves. It is a home for the ‘creatively maladjusted‘, sharing prose, poetry, and insights from many gifted writers on wellness, wisdom, art, yoga, feminism, sex, and fiction.
One of my new year’s dedications is to actively write and share writing other than poetry. This means short stories and flash fiction and, of course, prose. Effort is my first prose poem.
Effort began as a poem of three stanzas and a short piece of prose I intended to submit to an anthology on mental health. My intention waned, however, with some thought as I realized the anthology was not the right home for Effort.
Transcribing both the short poem and the piece of prose from my notebook into a Word document inspired me. Suddenly I was called to cobble the pieces together, with the prose piece as the introduction followed by the poem.
I did not like it; it did not fit. I experimented. I alternated with prose and poem by breaking up the stanzas. My original prose piece was not long enough so, partly to fulfill word count requirement and partly because I was called, I just wrote. Words came to my fingers and I wrote them. I like to think this was the creative burst Amanda Gorman worked in composing The Hill We Climb.
Effort was birthed from this creative process. I love this piece and am not ashamed to share my love of it. Be proud of what you write: honest pride is not bragging. I believe bragging is when you talk about yourself in a way that intentionally shames or guilts someone else and that is not my intention here.
I invite you to enjoy Effort and think of waning but also waxing, of pride and also shame, of my perspective and also yours.
In the mirror I am not my perception of me. The glass can tell me I am ugly or coarse. The glass wants me to be broken. I resist.
This life was never meant to be a walk on the sandy shore of happiness. This life does not present one hundred ways to forget ourselves; it gives us one thousand reasons to realize how hard it is to crack open a coconut, but how sweet the reward . . .
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