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National Poetry Writing Month, Day #21

2016/04/21 — Leave a comment

Today’s napowrimo.net prompt is to write a poem about a fairy tale from the point of view of a minor character. I forgot about that part once I started writing, so I had to make a couple of small changes after I finished. My poem is about Hansel and Gretel, ostensibly from the point of view of the birds who ate Hansel’s trail of bread crumbs…
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National Poetry Writing Month, Day #20

2016/04/20 — Leave a comment

Today’s napowrimo.net prompt is to write a kenning poem. I ignored the part about ‘kenning-like descriptions of [the] thing or person’ of whatever I chose to write about, since the examples I saw of that kind of poem did not look very interesting. Instead, I chose to substitute kenning-like descriptions of the things that appeared in the poem.
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An experimental poem

2016/04/20 — Leave a comment

This is an experiment of sorts, playing with words to give them unexpected suffixes or conjugations. This was something I used to do with a friend about 25 years ago. Most of what we came up with has faded into memory; the only example I remember is mobular, which could be used, say, to describe a baby who has learned to crawl, and now is crawling all over the place—e.g., She’s become mobular. I see that particular ‘word’ as a combination of mobile and ambulatory. (Another example might be the prisoner played by Damon Wayans on In Living Color.) Anyway, I thought I would carry things further by trying to write a poem in that style. It was harder than I thought it would be—but here it is:
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National Poetry Writing Month, Day #19

2016/04/19 — Leave a comment

Today’s napowrimo.net prompt is to write a ‘how-to’ poem. My poem—a quote of an old typewriter drill (it’s basically a readymade poem)—was inspired by a Facebook post by a Washington state congressman.
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National Poetry Writing Month, Day #18

2016/04/18 — Leave a comment

Today’s napowrimo.net prompt is to write a poem ‘that incorporates “the sound of home.” Think back to your childhood, and the figures of speech and particular ways of talking that the people around you used, and which you may not hear anymore.’ This prompt did not particularly call to mind much, so my poem ends up taking a different turn, into a random recollection.
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