This poem was written on 6-15-91 (my sister's 19th birthday). I was in Hamilton, Ontario, Canada. It was partially inspired by something that I learned through my uncle, Mason Lazarus, and thus it is dedicated to him.
This poem was written on October 4, 1991. I was bored at work (Re/Max VIP Realtors) so I started writing. I finished it over my lunch break at our apartment in Green Valley.
This poem was written in my creative writing class, English 208, at CSUN.
I wrote this poem for K on May 7, 1991. It was a belated anniversary poem (our anniversary was on October 29th) for our 4 1/2 year anniversary. Yes, she made me count halves.
This poem was written in my creative writing class, English 208, at CSUN.
This poem was written during my stay at the monastery.
This poem was written during my stay at the monastery.
This poem was written and revised many times over the course of the last five years. I had left it in the "unfinished poetry file" which I finally got around to sorting through today. It's obviously about K and I and it was written from K's perspective as I saw it. Today is 12-05-91.
This poem was finished on November 19, 1991. The inspiration came after watching a videotape of the movie "The Doors". It seems that Jim Morrison has made an impact on me. However, reading it reminds me of Pink Floyd. In particular, "The Lunatic".
This poem was written on September 3, 1991 at "The Turf Club" in Las Vegas. It reminds me of a poem that I keep called "The Man in the Glass". Perhaps that was the motivation.
This poem was written on 7-14-91 (12:30 a.m.) at my mother's house in Valencia, CA.
This poem was written on 6-23-91 at my uncle's house in Montreal, Quebec, Canada (Hampstead actually). I think it speaks for itself.
This poem was finished on 6-16-91 at 1:15 a.m. The inspiration and title, Days of You, comes from the name of a band that a friend of mine, Leslie Goldblat, is in. The poem was written on my cousin's computer in the basement of 38 Fairholt Rd. South, Hamilton, Ontario, Canada.
The inspiration for this poem came from my Mgt. 497 class; specifically, the class discussions and the discussions that we had with our professor, Chuck Mathews.
I wrote this poem in class tonight , 04-24-91 (Wed). The class was Finance 338, principles. The poem reminds me of something Emily Dickenson would write. There was really no specific inspiration. It just happened.
This poem was written approximately 1989 with K in mind. It pretty much speaks for itself.
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