First Creative Moment by R. Soos

Mine is vivid because I was too young to realize it was “creative”. When I was 10, we had to write a poem for class. We had been reading Lear (The Owl And The Pussycat), of course, and some other poems. My poem was:

“I stuck my nose
in a rose
and a bee
kissed me.”

My teacher, Mrs. Clark, asked me to explain what I meant and I explained I was stung by a bee and made a poem out of it. She asked me why I used the word kissed when I could have said stung, and I explained I felt it was more positive, and it felt right. Mrs. Clark called me a “natural poet” & praised me in front of the whole class. Up to that time I had done nothing right with my life. That was a defining moment for me – I have considered myself a poet ever since, even though I had no idea at the time, and still have no idea what a poet is. That was 1965, and somehow we made it to 2020. My best guess about being a poet is – it’s a person who loves to share words with others =:-)

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About Miriam Sagan

I'm blogging about poetry, land art, haiku, women artists, road trips, and Baba Yaga at Miriam's Well (https://miriamswell.wordpress.com). The well is ALWAYS looking to publish poetry on our themes, sudden fiction, and guest bloggers and musers.

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