Poegles. Justin Hendrix

last time I saw Beth, she didn’t have a blue wig and sunglasses.

      The last time I saw Beth, I was about 16 and living in Invercargill.

      Step Four

       Edit and rearrange the interesting results into a poegle.

      Cut out words and phrases, rearrange the content on the page, add your own words or sentences to give the text its own poetic coherence.

      Choose a name for your poegle- we often use some form of the search phrase itself.

      Finally, read your poegle to a friend.

       The Last Time I Saw Beth

      It was some night in November, in the Nantucket Airport. I wanted to pick up my Christmas cards, but I didn’t want to talk to Beth, so I buried my face in a trashy magazine as she bounced into the little shop. She had just found out that she was pregnant with their first child. She spotted me and said, “What a good feeling it is helping others even in a small way.” She didn’t have a blue wig and sunglasses. Some other people said insensitive things, and she got pretty mad. I was about 16 and living in Invercargill. July 31st would mark my second year as a known witch.

Poegles

      I. The Eternal

      When I Met God

      When I met God in a McDonald’s on 42nd Street in New York City, a long time ago, I experienced what St. Paul called the indwelling spirit. I was still under doctor’s care on that night. I did not know where to get real strength to face the facts of life. He had known me a long time, had watched me from a distance, but waited to approach until I finally noticed Him standing in the far corner with the patience of a being I have never encountered. It seemed as though life was rather like a bike ride, but it was a tandem bike, and I noticed that God was at the back. You quickly get over the awe of meeting the Creator of the Universe. We were soon talking to each other very comfortably.