Day 15. The halfway point. What can I say. Sad if we think about National Poetry Month as ending. But it's also got 15 good days to go yet, right? Bravo! Keep writing a poem a day, friends. And keep coming back here to check out ours.
Robert Lee Brewer has a "two-for-Tuesday" prompt today: love poem and/or anti-love poem (Poetic Asides). Maureen Thorson suggests using terza rima (NaPoWriMo).
"I hope," Alan says, "I hope Vince will recover from the shock that I combined the two poetry prompts today. If his mustache suddenly turns white, it's my fault."
My Undergraduates Don’t Get Toni Morrison
In Morrison’s Beloved, Sixo walks
past thirty miles between two suns to see
the woman that he loves. In classroom talks
I learn priorities. “Is it just me,”
one asks, “or is it nuts to go so far?”
“It’s fifteen miles a night,” I say, “to be
with one he loves more than his life.” Their car-
eased lives make them mismeasure miles. “We all
should walk it in two long nights, tops, North Star
for bearings should we miss the path.” “I’d call
that reckless,” someone says, “the chance he took
that he’d get caught.” There’s coughing in the hall,
and I dismiss them for the day. They look
at me as lost; they click online and get
delivered their desires. “This stupid book,”
one says, who might feel love but hasn’t yet.
—Draft by Thomas Alan Holmes [Do not copy or quote . . . thanks.]
Oh . . . so that's what happened to my mustache. I was wondering. Good job mashing up the two prompts, Alan!
From me today, a musical collage, or maybe a montage. Or whatever, whatsit. You decide.
Guitar
matrix of metal
cross-pieces and sharp steel shine
vibrate musical
wood shaved into fine
curves curlicues channeling
bronze shimmery line
waves downbeat upswing
staccato fingertip jive
hard plectrum bee-sting
swift sustain alive
vermillion green bruise echoes
rise purple sheer dive
ultramarine lava flows
love love muse almost so close
—Draft by Vince Gotera [Do not copy or quote . . . thanks.]
It's got the word "love" in it for Brewer's prompt, or half of it anyway, 'cause I couldn't work in "anti-love" without getting clunky. Seems to me pretty clearly on love, though. Thorson's terza rima is there, in a haiku sonnet shape. And here's a little visual noodle doodle too. ヅ
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Ingat, everyone. ヅ |
4 comments:
I want to credit Vince for being an editor on this project. I had a factual error in my poem, and he even pointed out the page number and gave me a chance to clean up the problem before posting. It means a great deal that he took the time instead of just cutting and pasting, and I appreciate it.
You're welcome, Alan. Thanks for pointing it out here.
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