Harbourwalk Poem W400

How many can make –
Instagram posts with no Likes –
In this day and age?
Even bots don’t Like my posts –
That is a rare skill I have!

09.24.19

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Copyright by Minh Tan on listed dated of completion.

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Notes to this poem…

I use Instagram to keep a tally of quotes I write, in pictures that could be shared. Instagram is full of them.

However, it seems people like credible quotes from famous people they know of, or someone they don’t know that someone else has pointed out. They generally don’t like people who think themselves wise to be writing quotes they deem to be of wisdom. Basically, to people alive who aren’t famous, who the f*ck do you think you are to be advising me? Compared to others where the advice is often wise, but also since those people have been approved by others, that it MUST be wise!

Well, I’m one of those people who nobody knows about. I don’t do myself any favours with a quote account on Instagram with a punny named called Mass Confucian… as if I think myself to be Confucius. Whether my quotes have any real wisdom associated with them or not, I have a bunch of posts nobody Likes. Absolutely nobody! Not even FAKE nobodies, like bots! 🙂

I was initially disappointed, but as I found out how hard it is to do something like that, I started taking it as a source of pride that I was able to be a statistical outlier in yet one more way. And this way was QUITE the outlier! That’s what this poem was about. 🙂

The metaphor is for giving yourself a chance at things against all odds in your life, but if you don’t realize that, yeah, you’d be like, what the f*ck is this most obvious of thing that whoever the f*ck you are think is of enlightenment to anybody? Or even any thing?

Wait till I get well known. Then we’ll have another conversation on this matter. Give me a few decades.

Hey, I don’t take it for granted I’m anything great. I’ll have to work to make myself that, and great things take time… LOTS of time.

The W-series poems comprise mostly of haiku or tanka composed during walks I took on the portion of Halifax’s waterfront known as the Harbourwalk, during the warmer months of 2018 & 2019, when the Seabridge was in place.

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