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When I started writing this blog, I had big ambitions, and high hopes. I started this blog because organically I was writing at a pace so rampant that I felt like I was making big strides of growth in my work and I feel like I had to share this with the world. So why not create a method where I could distribute my own writing at my own pace, to whoever I felt worthy of reading it? Advertise it myself, and branch out to as many people as possible. So I create the blog, and I applaud you all who took the time out of your days and appreciated the content, I really spilled my heart on the page in those pieces...however I kept holding back feeling that I'd over saturate my readers and overwhelm them if I posted too much material too quickly. So as the days went to weeks, the ripple of feedback started to weaken and at first I was discouraged, I figured you know, maybe people aren't as interested as I thought...the only determinant I have is comments left. The more comments people leave, the more effective I felt my work connected, however in my time off from posting (I never stopped writing, never will) I realized there are external factors in the process, and my job as a writer, someone who writes because he loves it, is to keep producing, so I will make it my personal duty to post a new post at least once a day...I'm The Ant From Aesop...so if I hear sounds of the cricket in response to my outings, I'll understand it's not me.

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Everyday we, the general public, are subjected to the same useless newspaper stories, with the main objectives of moving units, and selling subscriptions. Irrelevant articles based on gang violence and celebrity drug addictions plague today's mainstream media. I think back to the times where the craft was used as a vice of expression, and I realize that the art of the personal essay has grown decrepit. I look back at the past great authors, and as I recall them...amongst my favorites are Hughes and Baldwin; true artists. Both resemble the kind of artist I'd like to be. Not just a writer, but an artist. The mind of Picasso, and the vision of a sniper...much more than just a writer...

Gregory Calvaire-The Ant From Aesop

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Careless...Care Less

She was feeling numb. She was being dumb.
Matter of fact, I take that back, she was being young.
Absent minded, mind you, by the time she finds it,
She’ll rewind it, re-live it,
The events so vivid, missing all the things that I didn’t do…isn’t that ironic?
It’s not what I gave, but what I didn’t take away…
Not what I said but the things I didn’t say.
The things she has to hear now,
Her friends have to hear how,
He left her for a bird, “the nerve.”
Had her actions never occurred,
Her nest would be protected, worms would be collected, for her and her eggs,
Kids would never be neglected.
She should be shunned, no right to complain,
She personally decided to be one of those dames.
You should’ve gone away for him, but you stayed for him.
Played him and then got played for him.
You should have paid him, now you pay for him.
Forget what you meant to him, you shooed him away, forget how long you knew him,
the new him found a way to out-do him,
HA….
The humor in that.
Doesn’t mean he read you better, because his pace is fast.
The other him went back and read back, certain chapters, read when you said that, and said this, the little details the new him missed.
But he still got to see the end, and I guess in the end, that’s all that matters?
Once again laughter…HA…he read the end before the very first chapter…
What type of author art thou?
Revealing your master piece at the start of the show isn’t really like art now, is it?
Why didn’t you set limits?
You know, lace the final piece with that big red ribbon?
Make him wait in line for at least ten minutes?
Make him pay bail before he gets out of prison?
And while he was in it, ration his visits?
Why shorten his sentence?
Why not put him on parole first and see how he’s living, then rethink it?
It’s the essence of life, why weren’t you thinking?

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

this is really good Greg. i like the irony in it. a lot of the girls out there should read this, cause this is the stuff that they need to really see. it made me look at myself and see how im living & how my life is going, who i chose to date & who i chose to befriend. this is good...real good.

Anonymous said...

i like it greggy pooh !

<3 jessica

Anonymous said...

hmmm...im speechless. and you know why...
nice.

Anonymous said...

I swear next time I come around Elmont, I'll pass by your house. Loving the train of thoughts. Loving the depth. I'm telling you I have a project for you, as soon as I find the proper way to publish it I swear you'll have your own column in it. Keep the ink flowing ;-)

Anonymous said...

hmm...i was trying to figure out if i wanted to comment on this one or on Pain & Homage cause I wasnt commenting on both. I choice this one...its good. They both are. Each hit me in a different way. Pain & Homage-i agreed w. every part, & looked at some of the things we do...I came to the conclusion that our generation has NO sense.lol. Nothing we do really makes sense, but its what we do..& the 'new' generation. But as for this one...Good stuff. I don't know if i read to into it though. The 1st time i read the ending, i assumed u were being general..talking about different situations. After reading it again, (because of the line that begins: "why didn't you set limits?") I began thinking the entire part could be about sex. basically saying females need to slow down...and we do. But i read it to my mom lol. & she thought u were saying the same thing..So yeah, I just wanted to come to you to find out what you meant by it.

The Ant From Aesop said...

Well anonymous...you and your mother have proved yourselves to be good readers...good analytical skills haha...anyway, like Bobby V. says...why you got to be anonymous?

Thanx for the support, i appreciate your thoughts!

Anonymous said...

lol. I guess that's going to be my name on your page. you should send me some more of your writing, maybe I'll email you or something. lol..I to happen to be a minority writer

Anonymous said...

good piece, glad to see you're telling girls to slow down instead of encouraging them to speed up (i hope). Maybe should've wrote it (or published) last year, could've been a great discussion in the classrooms with the young ones.
Steph

Anonymous said...

this is really good this is the kin dof writing that has you looking at yourself like i do some of those stuff its kind of like a wake up call but the hard part about it is changing your ways once you've noticed thats what you've been doing.a lot of people can say this inspired them but its really of how much did it inspire you cause its really nothing to you change the ways

Anonymous said...

this was entertaining. it made me laugh (not at you or anything, just in general). Keep up the comedy.