Looking Back on “Being Poor”
A year ago today I wrote the “Being Poor” piece, which I suspect in the interim has become the single most widely-read piece of writing I’ve ever done. To which I say: Good. It was extremely difficult for me to write, because of its subject matter and because so much of it is taken from my own life experience, so I was gratified that with the exception of a couple of small populations of the self-righteous on either extreme of the political spectrum, most people got what I was trying to say, and shared it with others. It’s still one of the most read and linked-to pieces of writing on the site.
I won’t go into many further thoughts on the piece at the moment, since I’ve covered most of them elsewhere already, but I will say that one of the things that really surprised me about the “Being Piece” entry is how so many people who linked to it described it as a “poem,” because (I would hazard to guess) because it’s written one sentence per paragraph, giving it the appearance of a free verse sort of thing. It’s really not a poem, or at the very least, I wasn’t intending it to be a poem when I wrote it. I find it interesting so many people considered it so.