Falling To Fragments

wow! If you ever want to relive your past, just read through your poetry in chronological order. That is what I just went through in the last three days as I loaded my poetry here onto Blogger. And let me tell you, it was hard going through, reliving the feelings and the memories of the past. You look back and you ask yourself, was I really that person? And, there, within your own written words is your answer, yes.

But there is something even more extraordinary I realized while reading through my poetry. I never experimented enough, I never (or very rarely) tried anything new and original. Every poem I ever had an idea for, I fit it right into conventional sonnets and conventional rhyme schemes. And whats more, I never wrote anything but poems. There is no prose nor short stories. Just poems.

It's not that I've never wanted to write something outside the box, I just never felt like it was a risk I could take. But now, as I think it over, I realize that I've got nothing to lose.

So, now, I'm going to write unconventional poems. I'm going to write prose, and fragments, and maybe even short stories. and that's were the title of this blog comes in.

Fragments. It's something we learned about in my American Lit class, in regards to the era of literature known as Postmodernism. A form of expression that I didn't understand at first. Something I struggled with for over a month in class. And then it hit me, this is exactly the form of expression I had been starting off with before conforming to conventional forms.

Now I wont be conforming anymore. I am going to let my fragments reign free. This blog is where I am going to post/store all of my works. Who knows, maybe one day I'll publish. Till then, instead of falling to pieces, I'll be Falling To Fragments.