Thursday, June 14, 2012
We spent all yesterday on Öland - a 140 km long Island ouside the east coast of Sweden. The town I am in – Kalmar – is situated where the long bridge to that Island begins. Me made seven stops during the day and had the assignments to write haikus tankas, clerihews and limericks – for example:
A haiku about the ruins of the castle of Borgholm
a haiku about camels (!)
and a haiku about windmills.
It was fun but I had touches of feeling like an outsider all day because I did not have to work with this at all. The explanation is simple - during chemo I started to write classical vers to keep my brain from going insane. I have practised with jambs a lot and can come up with an acceptable haiku in one minute... the clerihew was hard since I have never done it before and the limerichs were supposed to be indecent which I have not done before either – but still I find it really easy. As I do with the other assignments we get – I find it really easy to write on order, I just do it.
This awakens a feeling of shame, isn´t it weird? I feel like I am trying to be better than others and I hold back and make excuses when people admires my skill. That stops me from enjoying my gift, sad.
When we came home we got a group assignment - in grops of four we should write a "list" poem with a given rythm. My group did this in about 30 minutes, I felt good about it because we worked together and cooperated in a creative manner.
In the evening I went biking and haad pizza...
AND – this is a picture from the theatre that I forgot yesterday – it is the copies of the smug teacher goldenroy lockhardt - my daughter is in the middle and soooo cute!