#application
001 words
intentionality
deliberateness
*following
loneliness*
lights
observance
surroundings
surrealism
watchfulness
change
listen and listen
rain
chrysalis
your wings;
what do you make of it?
002 perception
how
do you perceive what
is there
already?
what is right in front of you
do you see it?
do you know
how to arrange these words the way you always
have?
they way you want to
you can see it, you know
it’s right there
003 and existence
what is there not
to know?
only so many words exist
and you only know so many
of the words that exist
004 butterflies
people don’t have a chrysalis moment
at least not
literally?
Dec 7, 2025
Dec 7, 2025 at 9:07 PM UTC
I tirelessly write...
application letters to --
waste paper baskets.
Sep 28, 2023
Sep 28, 2023 at 3:26 AM UTC
When I have a degree,
with eyes open wide
to give back to society -
will you please consider me?
You don't have what it takes
You don't go to the right school
You don't score high enough
You won't work at ours.
I have work experience,
I am eager to learn more
I promise to work hard -
will you please consider me?
You don't have what it takes
You don't speak like a Native
You don't have our background
You won't work at ours.
I keep my head up high
for I am not giving up.
I may never be enough
but
I will -
LEARN
I will -
WORK
I will -
STRIVE
So just give me a chance.
Nov 14, 2021
Nov 14, 2021 at 2:55 PM UTC
Stress on the summit is sometimes a rock heavy enough to not roll downward even by the application of periodic high-intensity forces.
© SPRIHA KANT
Apr 3, 2021
Apr 3, 2021 at 9:21 AM UTC
Selection Criteria
We seek a person showing an authentic engagement with the culture of language. The applicant needs a broad appreciation of linguistic form and an inclusive approach.
Essential:
• Two good honours degrees from a top performing university - Or relevant experience as an autodidact or dilitante.
• A willingness to appreciate and engage in other people's expression of poetic form.
• Openness to the ways in which language is multimodal and able to blur the distinction between word, voice, sound, body and image, whilst being able to draw upon the conventions of each mode.
Desirable:
• Colourful life-history, and a keen eye/ear for human and natural dynamics, and the capacity to dissolve the distinction.
Please submit sample below:
There was a tree. Indeed, there was a tree... that night we played with Gertrude or some girl or boy or some other echo or other.
Had she not mentioned the issue with the fragmentary interjections by candidates? The capacity of evocation is lost with this fashion for modernism [Golden light of blue buzzard and some such and wot not before azure cream in winter time and crystalline glaze] and its reflexive interruptions. Perhaps she should start again. [Does it even need to be a word? And what is this anyway?]. Re: Start again - good lord we are forced to read some nonsense [in the steam rows and the bath cabin], often with a similar flow. What about the art of pleasing our palate? We bump our heads against the brackets, elliptical conjurings and compound punctuation: -
Oh! ... Out of time? Battery low? Well, this will have to be the submission then. Good luck.
Apr 18, 2020
Apr 18, 2020 at 7:02 PM UTC
By sharing my poem on this site,
It is easy to lose what I write.
So focused on notification,
I forget all about application.
Even when I share this ink,
My automatic response is to think
Of how many views or likes it may get.
Soon enough my own message I forget!
May I never lose a poem again,
From now until forever. Amen.
Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 4:32 AM UTC
You need minds like me
I've bent over backwards to sculpt a vision of a human being
Some 3D model of a stained glass church window
I see that you've turned me into numbers
How thick and how tall?
How much time did I spend in the library?
But you missed the golden numbers
The ratio of the bones in my fingers which I have so carefully crafted for you
You overlooked the seventy hour work weeks (I was a first responder at a climbing site)
And I'm sure you failed to notice the pictures of my therapy dog on the website I built for you
I keep asking myself what went wrong
What about this wasn't good enough?
You.
Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 11:42 AM UTC
Asylum
Inspectors issuing warrants that are random
Perjury
Attempts of hailing proses censors don’t approve
Persecution
Despite torture, not asking for absolution
Fugitive
Escaping chains and saws that critics use on me
Refugee
I’m hoping for permanent status on HePo
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 4:54 PM UTC
A great deal of time is spent in deciding what to do next,
however,
later on realized,
many times what you do in life is what you had never thought prior.
Still doing the same is important,
since it’s need of the hour.
If there is anything in life that experience has taught,
then one thing is for sure,
which remains the same over a period of time,
the fact that ignorance is bliss that needs to be kept in mind and remembered.
Over a period of time revise the same, since it’s difficult to tell when it’s application will be required.
Feb 9, 2017
Feb 9, 2017 at 7:05 AM UTC
Beads of sweat roll down my forehead as my fingers fly all over the keyboard
There's not much time, I need to get it done, I need this to be perfect
It's my saving grace for my lousy performance through high school
It's the leap that will take me to the next level
How's my grammar? Did I spell these words correctly?
Will they finish reading it with a lasting impression?
Am I thought-provoking? Too serious? Too unprofessional?
These questions only continue to clog my mind
I handed the type-written output over
And ask the guidance counselor if I'll do fine
She nods and fills my head with reassuring words
I swallowed them down and stiffly said 'thanks'
The car ride home summoned a couple of daydreams
I pictured myself getting into the honoree list
And making my parents' hearts swell with pride
But let's be real: Am I even going to make it?
Here I sit in front of the laptop again, fingers ready
To explore a wide range of prestigious universities
Maybe they'll require me to write an essay again
I swear on everything I'll write them better than the last
Aug 13, 2014
Aug 13, 2014 at 7:39 AM UTC