Free Hand #42

Heat’s driving me up a wall, can’t wait for autumn.

Here’s something silly.


Fur and whiskers, a deep purrrrr. The body is soft

and lumpy on the chair. Why do you bellow so loudly at night?

My do you look up and away whenever I talk to you.

The attitude of a cat…


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Free Hand #40

Melting under the sun. Blood hot, red hot that burns and boils.

How the skin peels back like a snakes after drying for so long.

Keep the mouth shut or it will fill with sand. Keep your

shadow covered or the darkness will blaze. The body runs

along the skyline, the mountains press upon us.


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Thoughts on Collecting Words and Memorizing Poems

Alina Happy Hansen’s Word Notebook 2017


Thoughts on Collecting Words and Memorizing Poems


Alina Happy Hansen


Words are the blood and bone for all poets. It is crucial for poets to understand that one’s poetry can only evolve and mature by a constant habit of studying words, styles, forms and the memorization of poetry. I admit, I need to work on these habits myself but I do try to keep up with one particular exercise and that is collecting and studying words.

I have a small notebook (pictured above) that I keep close to my desk or latest pile of books at all times. Inside are pages of words that I want to learn, memorize, and use in my poetry. Usually I start a new entry by writing down the date then writing down the words I want to add. Occasionally I will write a specific definition that makes it easier for me to learn the word. I have not memorized or utilized all the words in my ‘Word Notebook’ yet since there are too many but this habit keeps me on the look out for new words, strange or unknown, that fascinate me.

An expansive knowledge of words and their meanings benefits a poet in their writing since every single words counts. Poems are created through a concise and condensed build up of words. Each word is crucial in the construction of a poem because it only takes a few words to create a memorable outstanding poem, or a few words to ruin an entire piece (but honestly you can have 2/3rd s of an amazing poem and then a 3rd of so-so and still love the poem to death).

The habit of memorizing poems (often great classics) benefits the poet by teaching them the importance of rhythm and punctuation. After a poet learns to read poetry, much like reading music, it is then a whole new challenge for a poet (or anybody!) to perform a poem. I say ‘perform’ because poetry is not like other forms of writing. Poetry originates in ballads and songs sung in the ancient past usually about heroes, conquests, wars, and love. Poetry is an art form created with words and like art it must be presented in an appropriate manner to audiences.

The form of poetry depends entirely on the placement of words and punctuation (or lack thereof) knowing how to read a poem is a step away from knowing how to read aloud a poem (to perform the piece). Acknowledgement of these aspects of learning and studying poetry helps the poet grow as a reader and writer. It is the same concept that a musician has to music. Study it, learn it, perform it THEN creating it yourself suddenly becomes an exciting venture.


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Free Hand #38 (Cave of Expressions)

Cave of Expressions


The words pull me under,

tide sweeps overhead. Trying

to dive into nowhere into

nothing and burning, my

mind, my head. My only

sickness that plagues

me is a cave of


that molds

in the


of my



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Notebook Excerpts #4 (May/June)

Here are some excerpts from my May and June Notebooks. I use regular composition notebooks to write in, take notes, and attempt poetry and fiction. I have filled one entire Notebook every month for the last few years. I find it to be a good habit that keeps my writing and my mind fresh.

+ signifies breaks in sections of writing/poems


(MAY 2017)

How I bleed.

Let it fall down, marble, the cold sky. And the clouds are fat in the neat of the sky.

What are the words that break each other?

Up and out, down and inside it all.

How death becomes reality eventually for all of us.


How glass sounds, smashing glass,

smashing it all. The sting in the eardrums.

The sting of pain that bellows and coldly crumbles.


and situated coldly across the old sky wandering

her eyes reflected a pain that was not found.

In it all, was not found among the wreckage of her personality.


Why do we care about the theory of a god? the existence of one, at all?

What does that mean? All the power that corrupts the hearts of man.


Writing between us. Writing it all, climb into nowhere and pulverize, pulverize the summer sun. My heart beats, beats clean, crisp and cold all my eyes return into the holy error of death. Calm and sweet my body blossoms into nothing. I am nothing.


(JUNE 2017)

My mind  burns, could you find me, any colder? The eyes of my heart return to a death that I can no longer find. Why my body bends and breaks, closes completely.


Words written on these pages-what does everyone know? My blood burns like no one else, my mind poisonous to everyone. Burning them into a burning light but I am so cold.


My skin turns blue until there is nothing left of me until there is…nothing.


Sweet flowers that destroy you, into the forgotten night. My eyes drift silently into nothing.


What do the words mean? Do they mean anything? I’m not quite sure anymore.


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