tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post2779102683984175291..comments2024-01-26T13:12:55.520-08:00Comments on Feel Free to Read: The New KidGlenn Buttkushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10680725814199700692noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-14550697826130637012019-02-06T19:15:55.275-08:002019-02-06T19:15:55.275-08:00I didn't realize this was a rubayiat until I r...I didn't realize this was a rubayiat until I read the footer note - well done!<br /><br />I wasn't the new kid as often, but I relied on intellect, too. Other kids may be upset when you're upsetting the status quo, but eventually that can turn into respect.<br />Norahttp://www.7eyedwonder.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-63210211263266206762019-02-06T17:52:28.379-08:002019-02-06T17:52:28.379-08:00I take this as autobiographical...tough with a hum...I take this as autobiographical...tough with a humorous side! Definitely NOT invisible :)lynn__https://www.blogger.com/profile/03991892804149727665noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-3443120279096759942019-02-06T16:54:09.611-08:002019-02-06T16:54:09.611-08:00Love this, Glenn. I cannot imagine being the new k...Love this, Glenn. I cannot imagine being the new kid over and over. I love,<br /><br />"growing up fast and hard, all fists<br />and intellect, making sure I did<br /><br />not anger leaders, nor bully<br />their followers, making teachers fully<br />impressed, carving my place at the table,"purplepeninportland.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07842681508730093858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-44195995238603974172019-02-06T12:36:00.834-08:002019-02-06T12:36:00.834-08:00I love this... any new kid is always highly visibl...I love this... any new kid is always highly visible and you have to chose a strategy for that... and having the teachers with you is not a bad one in the end.brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-49693733387729158482019-02-06T01:23:02.720-08:002019-02-06T01:23:02.720-08:00the new kid who was never invisible i absolutely l...the new kid who was never invisible i absolutely like how you wrote like a double negative poem here. in Asia, new kids were ignored and they had to make themselves visible, that was their fight. i enjoyed learning about your experience and perspective. my boys were never invisible too, coming from mixed parentage they stood out, my youngest got into a lot of fights trying to fit in.Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11492243429734804802noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-18917803531079196832019-02-06T00:05:21.641-08:002019-02-06T00:05:21.641-08:00Another interesting autobiographical poem that rev...Another interesting autobiographical poem that reveals more about you, Glenn. It’s interesting because you show me another world (USA/UK) from the male perspective. All that bravado to get you through all those schools, always the new boy – I couldn’t have done it. These lines made me smile:<br />‘between friends and belligerent foes,<br />I stayed strong eating my Cheerios,<br />surfing more highs than undercurrent lows--<br />emerging with all my fingers and toes’.<br />Kim M. Russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16668459794787447606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-30237498281171308592019-02-05T18:58:12.063-08:002019-02-05T18:58:12.063-08:00it sounds like visibility was your cloak of invisi...it sounds like visibility was your cloak of invisibility. Perhaps, it was a way to hide ones true feelings in a way. Does that make sense? Truedessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09079953417572207613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-46571038659382130612019-02-05T18:53:23.269-08:002019-02-05T18:53:23.269-08:00This is a very interesting take on the prompt. Wel...This is a very interesting take on the prompt. Well done.Roslyn Rosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15700960108357035957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-82174022227410901362019-02-05T18:15:29.232-08:002019-02-05T18:15:29.232-08:00Interesting perspective, Glenn. I was often the n...Interesting perspective, Glenn. I was often the new kid too, and I never thought of how it made me stand out, only that I never belonged. Invisibility, then, has it up side.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13134589375016804713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-24334675871520780142019-02-05T16:08:43.032-08:002019-02-05T16:08:43.032-08:00Gawd this was good Glenn, and so fucking relatable...Gawd this was good Glenn, and so fucking relatable. I never matched the school count you did, but I was a fighter like it sounds you were. A shit orphan's experience then adopted into a home dominated by a paranoid schizophrenic mother-in-law. I was lucky to have a great adoptive father Bob. He was passive at home, I didn't blame him. His wife's mother was just way too fucking batshit crazy!! However, he became my north star in my early life. Angry and intelligent (high IQ with ADD) as I was, I fought authority, the other kids, myself... but he kept me anchored enough that when I left home at 16 I was tough and cunning enough to cut it! I lived in a couple "rock band" houses while I finished high school and during college. I was the lead singer in these bands, and rock band houses were in vogue back then. Sorry Glenn, got way off base here. To repeat, I really liked your piece here. Speaks to you as a guy with a lot of smarts and a lot of guts. We may have been strange enough to have been friends as younger dudes. If you get the chance, go back to my site and see how I replied to your wonderful comment on my "Gone Before I Left" piece.robtkistnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08727919675363545240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-50265744843266240732019-02-05T14:43:49.960-08:002019-02-05T14:43:49.960-08:00Being both new and invisible has its perks if we m...Being both new and invisible has its perks if we manage to stay out of trouble. But then again we are poets (always within) so it's difficult to remain indifferent. A most stunning write, Glenn ❤️Sanaa Rizvihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06681404650477409830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-92072754210893456812019-02-05T14:33:05.792-08:002019-02-05T14:33:05.792-08:00I meant "flee"--the old fight or flight ...I meant "flee"--the old fight or flight scenario. The poem is autobiographical. As the new kikd, IK was never invisible.Glenn Buttkushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10680725814199700692noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-60447810659622654542019-02-05T14:32:23.498-08:002019-02-05T14:32:23.498-08:00The new kid is never invisible, especially if he c...The new kid is never invisible, especially if he catches the eyes of the opposite gender, as then he (or she) is considered competition and has to be tested. Ongoing trial by fire can either make or break a person. Sounds like you found a way to survive but with scars.Jade Lihttp://tao-talk.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-34242011578964103432019-02-05T14:31:18.694-08:002019-02-05T14:31:18.694-08:00That may be the secret to staying out of trouble a...That may be the secret to staying out of trouble and being stress-free. Hard to be always the new kid in the block though, but if you can make friends easily with everyone, it's always a new beginning.Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02213172239590722747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-24545253421688157842019-02-05T14:22:10.476-08:002019-02-05T14:22:10.476-08:00It seems to me that perhaps he is invisible--in th...It seems to me that perhaps he is invisible--in that he's putting on this tough persona. It must be difficult to always be the new kid. Should the last word be "free?" Or did you mean he would never flee? I like how you worked this into a rubaiyat. Merril D. 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