The first version of "Bloomed," scribbled in a notebook. It reads: Once/ I poured into myself so deeply I sprouted roots that permeated the soil they weaved and wandered until they anchored me to earth's core the more I poured day by day, hour by hour, I changed I didn't only blossom I bloomed
Printed version of "Bloomed" from The Sweetening. It reads: Once She poured into herself so deeply she sprouted roots that permeated the soil They weaved and wandered and anchored her to earth's core The more she poured, hour by hour, day by day, She changed -not only did she blossom, she b l o o m e d
Most of my poems change drastically from first jot to final product, but "Bloomed" was one that underwent only minor edits. It's fun looking back to see where things started.
