Senior Writing Portfolio Fall 2004 / Katie Steimann
Millikin University
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Amanda Bodine

Writing is not something I would have seen myself doing at twenty-one. I always imagined I would take the safe route and learn a vocation or pursue a degree in business so that I would always be able to take care of myself but who needs financial stability and job security? Certainly not me, that's what parents are for. So, instead of becoming a responsible grown-up I think I'll go on to Graduate school and hope mom and dad start paying off the 35,000 dollars in loans I've accrued in pursuit of a degree that will afford me little opportunity to crash and burn.

Poetics

On average, anything I've ever written has come from some very honest place in my history. Poetry, and the like, generally form themselves from thoughts, usually of the depressing nature, about ascpects of my life that I find confusing or troubling. I don't think I have ever written something that wasn't emotionally charged, and for that reason I reveal very personal emotions and situations as they have occurred in my life. Anything creative that may flow from me comes not from my sitting down and deciding to write but from random thoughts and one-liners, if you will, that spur whole poems. I constantly write and re-write all of my work and in that process I find that details become less telling of me and more telling of the story.


Introduction

The following piece is one of the very first poems I wrote. It remains one of my favorites because of the sensuality it conveys. I wrote this rather quickly upon reflection of Gerhard Richter's, 1992 abstract painting. The poem went through a couple revisions, mostly vocabulary changes.
 

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Abstraktes Bild (Abstract Picture), 1992
Oil on aluminum panel

In Response to Gerhard Richter's 1992, Abstract Picture

Slipping in the decaying, oily water
something beyond the façade begs my attention
But I can't get past the luminous color
I experience the visceral touch
between the pulls and smears of half-formed shapes
And I want to kiss the fingers that made this death

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©2004 Randy Brooks—all rights return to the authors upon publication.