During Grade 10 or Grade 11, probably 11, I handed in a single-stanza poem to my English teacher. Mrs. Longe was impressed and sent it off to the creative writing professor she knew at the University of Victoria. I forgot his name now. He sent it back and wrote, “This is genius, I have also sent it to the publisher of the university's annual creative writing book. It features the best works from university students. Will your student want it published?”
Life is a mural, a metaphor and a tautology
Life is a mural, a metaphor and a tautology
Life is a mural, a metaphor and a tautology
During Grade 10 or Grade 11, probably 11, I handed in a single-stanza poem to my English teacher. Mrs. Longe was impressed and sent it off to the creative writing professor she knew at the University of Victoria. I forgot his name now. He sent it back and wrote, “This is genius, I have also sent it to the publisher of the university's annual creative writing book. It features the best works from university students. Will your student want it published?”