This week only:
If you missed blogs this quarter, you can make them up by blogging in haiku. For each post in haiku (and it must be perfect), you can regain 1 post from a previous week. Think about writing from the POV of a character we've met, explaining the setting, or addressing themes.
Example in Gregor's POV:
Alone in my bed
I sometimes think, "Is this all
I can ever be?"
Love Medicine
Detail of beadwork from an Ojibwe medicine pouch
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Gregor
i once was a man
now happiness and freedom
are things of the past
Gregor
Once traveling free
Transformed into something new
Forever confined
Window
In enters the light
Through the transparent glass fence
Kept from the free world
Grete
I used to love him
He used to hear all my thoughts
He is all I fear
Grete
i once loved this man
however, as an insect
love we share no more
Dad
He cannot listen
What is his use to us if
He cannot provide
Mom
I used to hold him
Now I will forever fear
What was once my dear
Poster
They remove the desk
He scurries and climbs over
He protects my place
Roomer
Music fills the room
Out comes a vision of filth
I cannot be pleased
maid
cleaning and cooking
locked myself in the kitchen
the only safe place
Gregor's father
reading the paper
sleeping all day long, what in
my life went so wrong
Kafka
He must be insane
he was never diagnosed
he must have been ill
Gregor
I hated my job
i transformed into a bug
Now i am alone
Father
I lost my business
Then I turned into a slob
Now I changed my ways
apple
I represent sin
I became lodged in its back
I killed the insect
Grete
My brother's a bug.
I'm forced to feed him each day.
Why can't he just leave.
Hospital
In the house across,
there resides a large brown bug.
None ask for my help.
Boarders
We've payed to stay here,
but soon find a roach lives here.
They will remain poor.
Furniture
Gregor is a bug.
They'd moved me out to make space.
Now we are squished here.
Gregor
Ask me what I did.
Was a traveling salesman
Today I am dirt.
Newpaper
For hours he reads,
but never the classifieds.
It's time for Dad's nap.
Violin
Beautifully she plays.
Guests do not appreciate.
Gregor wants to help.
Mother
My daughter is grown.
She is now a stunning girl.
She shall find a man.
Father
My son the beetle
Stay stuck in his room all day.
He's now a burden.
Roomers
We sat and listened
The ugly thing approached us
We put up a fuss
Dante:
I am still living
even though I am in Hell
to learn the right way
to forever drown
in a river of red blood
is a punishment
with a woman's head
and a body of a bird
I am a Harpie
Dante
Circle seven with
Bodies burning, blood boiling
Forever in sin
Dante
Lust is my true sin
I cannot ignore my heart
God, please judge lightly
Demon
Beware if your hind
Dare show itself in the pitch
My claws are ready
Desdemona
Never unfaithful
But too fair for her own good
Unfortunate death
Iago
With a heart covered
In shit, may you forever
Burn in Dante's hell
Othello
He played you for a
Fool and that is what you will
Always be known for
Framed Girl
Only I have seen
Such a transformation that
I will not believe
Once a working man
Nothing but a vermin now
You're not important
Stop crawling past me
I can't bare to look at you
Rip me to pieces
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