Go and catch a falling star

Did you know that Howl was Welsh?
Howell, he’d been called, and from a town

Where house grows stacked together, chipped
At bottom of a hill. Did you know how

That magic game was just avoidance, not
Some magic burden placed
On undeserving shoulders. No –

A PhD – or claims to be – is cause for misalignment, just
Procrastination rife. And sometimes I –

– no new degree to show – escape there,
Too compose my life accordingly:
Cursed to a John Donne poem.

Katie Knight is a writer, librarian, and long-term proponent of the Death Note musical who lives in the UK. Thinks no one acknowledges how scary My Neighbour Totoro is on the first watch. She hides at @codaevermore.

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