Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Channeling Russell Edson

Last night my writing group did a miniature study of the poet Russell Edson. I have become a big fan of his over the years, taking a trip into the absurd and coming back with a refreshing new view. (A few favorites here, here, and here.) I also like dabbling in his style. This is what I wrote last night:

The Humbled Sun
The sun got a self-help book for Christmas and realized 
that it had spent eternities demanding to be the center of attention.
It stepped out of orbit 
and delivered a sincere letter of apology to each planet, 
even pouty Pluto with the low self-esteem.
The letters were all basically the same--
I'm sorry it was all about me. 
I'm sorry that you never got a chance to shine.
I'm sorry for believing that without me, you would fail.
The humbled sun was so proud of himself, 
and secretly satisfied when the universe collapsed in his wake.

If you're feeling mundane today, spend a few minutes channeling your inner Russell Edson. You won't regret it!

15 comments:

Hil said...

so creative! loved The Humbled Sun. thank you for sharing it with us!

Jesse C said...

Really love it.

Leslie said...

Love that poem!! Truly!

Soul-Fusion said...

impressive! You are so clever at imitating other's writing styles and making them your own.
Also, I love One Lonely Afternoon, it is taped inside my desk armoire - I'm pretty sure you sent me the poem originally.

alex dumas said...

I'm so Facebooked I was looking for the "like" link.

Mari said...

So creative- I love your writing! :)

MiaKatia said...

This is fantastic. I love the last line.

Emily said...

Fantastic!!! I love it.

Becky said...

Oh you are good! :) Forget Russell Edson. I'm a fan of Tiffany!

Lindy-Lou said...

That is really good.

Miranda said...

Wow. I've been thinking about this all day. It's so awesome!

David said...

That is a fantastic poem girl! I loved it! Self help... haha

vicki said...

Love this! You are a gem.

Shannon said...

I love it. I love it even more if it's a family analogy. I simply can't stand how much I adore it if you have a self-centered brother and you are, at times, Pluto. The Humbled Son, indeed!

Angie said...

That's a good poem, very good.

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