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I would not write – a poem

Day five of NaPoWriMo. Today’s prompt is to modify an Emily Dickinson Poem. This is the kind of prompt that I don’t really enjoy. I feel like I’m being disrespectful to the poet whose work I’m about to deface. I selected this one. I think I’ll use that feeling in my rewrite as well.

I would not write a poem,
By ruining another.
I’d rather be the One
Who writes an original one.
It’s not an impossibility
To dwell on forever.
I wonder how my fingers feel
When they defy my mind
Evoking a sweet a torment
and such sumptuous Despair.
I would not talk, about these as mine,
I’d rather be the One
speaking softly to the Ceilings
Hiding their existence
Nor would I be a Poet
It’s finer to read instead
Why write impotent  content
The License to plagiarize,
A privilege so awful.
Had I the heart to stop myself
To rob a poem of it’s Melody



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