I recently got some apples during winter, when I don’t deem them to be the best value for my grocery dollars so I tend not to buy them unless they’re on a big sale. So I made a milkshake I only make when I have apples. With the last time I made it being before I was on TikTok, I thought I’d document it to share.
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The Collective Poet
I’ve always thought poetry as something very personal. As such, when you wrote in the first person voice, you are writing of your perspective and/or your experiences. If you wrote about someone else’s perspectives and/or experiences, like how Chaucer wrote of others’ tales, or how Coleridge wrote of Kubla Khan, among many other examples, you wrote then in the third person voice, aside from personal quotes of certain characters. However, in my newly intensified exposure to modern poetry, I have seen more examples of poets writing in the first person about perspectives and/or experiences not their own. That’s fine as a literary tool in prose, but I’m not yet comfortable with that aspect for poetry given how I associate poetry as something deeply personal, even if only on choice of expression to tell someone else’s story… as if you knew it rather than as if you were it. I’m sure I’m not the only one who thinks of poetry as something deeply personal to be handled this way, but, it seems, the world doesn’t agree with me.
Shredded Wheat with Chocolate Milk and Fresh Mint
Let’s face it. Shredded Wheat is a pretty dull cereal.
I eat it because it doesn’t have a whole whack of processed sugar in it that I can’t taste much of in other cereals. This is especially true of the organic stuff that for some reason, tend to carry a ton of sugar in it, when you don’t even get to enjoy it in the healthy taste!
There’s no salt in Shredded Wheat, either. Even its shape ain’t interesting. It’s just the antithesis of cereal today in many ways.
So what did I do tonight to make my Shredded Wheat pre-bedtime snack more interesting?
Digital Citizen 