Sunday, November 2, 2008

Oct 27

I read Cornelius Eady's You Don't Miss Your Water: Poems. The poems are all about his relationship with his father and his feelings and thoughts surrounding his father's death. One poem in particular, the title poem, stood out to me. Particularly the line about his sister dreaming about having a chat with her dead father. I related this to Perry, although Perry's father was not a jerk like Eady's father. I dreamed that night that my professor made me read this particular poem aloud in class and I started crying afterward.

The following day in class, she did in fact ask me to read the poem aloud. She said I read it very sadly. I told her on Thursday about my identification with the poem.

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