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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wishing you love and a wonderful Valentine's Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Sonnet 116&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Let me not to the marriage of true minds&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Admit impediments. Love is not love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Which alters when it alteration finds,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Or bends with the remover to remove:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;O no! it is an ever-fixed mark&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;That looks on tempests and is never shaken;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;It is the star to every wandering bark,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Within his bending sickle's compass come:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;But bears it out even to the edge of doom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;If this be error and upon me proved,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;I never writ, nor no man ever loved.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;– William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/5860"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love Poems for Valentine's Day - Click Here &amp;amp; Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We all have “ghosts” in our lives – people, places, experiences, mistakes, regrets – metaphorical “apparitions” that haunt us. This week, face one of your “ghosts” and translate “it” into written language. For this poem, I’m not talking about ghostly apparitions or things that go bump in the night but, rather, realities that inhabit our hearts and refuse to let us forget.&amp;nbsp;Dig deeply, think hard.&amp;nbsp;Meet your ghost face-to-face. Invite your ghost to inhabit your poem. Give your ghost words and a form.&amp;nbsp;Write a poem you’re afraid to write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Possible Ghosts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. Deceased loved ones …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. Former friends or family members …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;3. People we’ve hurt or treated unfairly …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;4. People who have hurt us ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;5. Something we should have done but didn’t …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6. Something we shouldn’t have done but did …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;7. Lost loves ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;8. Wartime Experiences ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;9. Houses or special places …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;10. Unwise decisions …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;11. Words we’ve spoken …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;12. Lies we’ve told, lies of omission, truths we’ve withheld …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Example Poems:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15683"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Ghost" by Paul Mariani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16696"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"The Ghost Has No Home" by Jeff Clark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/17018"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"The Haunting" by Alan Shapiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16057"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Lenore" by Edgar Allan Poe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19534"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Shaking the Grass" by Janice N. Harrington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And an excerpt from the title poem of my book &lt;i&gt;Chosen Ghosts&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Always in autumn, when the backyard thins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;and the brittleness starts, I go back to my griefs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I bury the last chrysanthemums and pray for my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;sorrows, wishing it was still summer when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;the sky traveled in a thousand directions at once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;or years ago when every season was spring&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;with its risings and promise. But now, here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;and now, in the whirl of this brief, sad season,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I call my ghosts home and gather them around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like the flock of geese that sleeps in an open field&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;near the river, they rise in a rush of wings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;that remembers the victory of flight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With everything that has happened to you, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;you can either feel sorry for yourself &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;or treat what has happened as a gift. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything is either an opportunity to grow &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;or an obstacle to keep you from growing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;You get to choose.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;– Dr. Wayne Dyer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Choices can be like walking into a candy store and trying to figure out which sweet we want the most. Like items on a menu or flavors in an ice cream parlor, we have options. We choose “things” all the time, but not all choices are easy. We choose one job over another, we choose where to live, we choose our friends, we choose our life partners, and we choose the ways in which we deal with life experiences. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever thought about the ways in which a particular choice impacted your life? For this week’s prompt, begin by thinking about choices you've made. One option is to reflect upon the Wayne Dyer quote above before writing a poem about a choice that you’ve made and the ways in which you acted in response to that choice. An alternative suggestion is to write about any major choice that you’ve made; and a third option is to write a humorous poem about choices. You might even try a poem with the title, "You Get to Choose."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sample Poems:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/178872"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Choices" by Tess Gallagher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/spirit/Choices-by-Nikki-Giovanni"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Choices" by Nikki Giovanni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://carl-sandburg.com/choices.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Choices" by Carl Sandburg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inspirationalstories.com/poems/the-choice-william-butler-yeats-poems/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"The Choice" by William Butler Yeats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15717"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poetry-archive.com/t/the_long_hill.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"The Long Hill" by Sara Teasdale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://allpoetry.com/poem/8497875-The_Choice-by-Dorothy_Parker"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"The Choice" by Dorothy Parker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272430209314356497-9023678700658598426?l=adelekenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Brpro/~3/SjbXofnR9Bg/prompt-89-choices.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ADELE KENNY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WTyoM-IqxDw/Ty0wblu1-VI/AAAAAAAAA34/u3xaxsZqu6o/s72-c/choices.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/2012/02/prompt-89-choices.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-671325636364056551</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 13:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-28T09:29:17.744-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Music In It Poetry Blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Greek Muses</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Inspsiration</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry Prompt</category><title>Prompt #88 - Muse-ing</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IV1OwK23s1o/TyP072ABcEI/AAAAAAAAA2M/ImJ-xb19Rt8/s1600/Erato-Muse-of-Poetry-1870-xx-Sir-Edward-John-Poynter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IV1OwK23s1o/TyP072ABcEI/AAAAAAAAA2M/ImJ-xb19Rt8/s400/Erato-Muse-of-Poetry-1870-xx-Sir-Edward-John-Poynter.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Erato, Muse of Poetry&lt;/i&gt; by Sir Edward John Poynter, 1870&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0e0e0e;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Have you ever thought about what drives you to write? In Greek mythology, the Muses, in ancient Greek αἱ μοῦσαι (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;hai moũsai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;), were minor goddesses, daughters of Zeus and Mnemosyne, believed to inspire music, song, dance, and poetry. At some point, nine Muses were assigned to specific arts: Kalliope, epic poetry; Kleio, history; Ourania, astronomy; Thaleia, comedy; Melpomene, tragedy; Polyhymnia, religious hymns; Erato, erotic poetry; Euterpe, lyric poetry; and Terpsikhore, choral song and dance. On Mount Helicon, home to the Muses, were two sacred springs: the Aganippe and the Hippocrene. The Hippocrene spring (Ἱππου κρήνης) was considered a source of poetic inspiration (Tennyson referred to it in his poem “Ode to a Nightengale,” and Longfellow mentioned it in “Goblet of Life”).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;With Muses in mind, I've chosen an inspiration poem by William &amp;nbsp;Stafford for this week's prompt:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;When I Met My Muse &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.9in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.9in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;I glanced at her and took my glasses &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.9in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;off – they were still singing. They buzzed &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.9in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;like a locust on the coffee table and then &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.9in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;ceased. Her voice belled forth, and the &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.9in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;sunlight bent. I felt the ceiling arch, and &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.9in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;knew that nails up there took a new grip &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.9in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;on whatever they touched. "I am your own &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.9in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;way of looking at things," she said. "When &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.9in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;you allow me to live with you, every &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.9in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;glance at the world around you will be &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.9in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;a sort of salvation." And I took her hand. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.9in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The key notion of this poem is one of self-awareness and our ability to express individual ways of seeing things. Stafford speaks to the importance of accepting &lt;i&gt;who we most truly are&lt;/i&gt;. To live with your Muse, then, is to live comfortably with yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before writing, let’s “muse” a bit on what inspires us. What inspires &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; to write poetry? What’s your Muse like? Is she ever-present or does she favor three martini lunches and long vacations in the south of France? In what kind of surroundings or landscapes do you find your Hippocrene spring? When you first started writing poetry, what inspired you? What inspires you now? Is there a person or place from which you draw inspiration? An emotion? Are you inspired by other poets? A particular poet? Is there a spiritual “place” to which you return repeatedly for inspiration? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;Let your musings and Stafford’s poem serve as inspiration for this week’s poem. Take the cues from your Muse and choose one of the following:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Write a poem about your Muse (serious or funny).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Write a poem about your “Hippocrene Spring” (your best source of inspiration – one to which you return often in your poems).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Ray Bradbury wrote, “In a lifetime we stuff ourselves with sounds, sights, smells, tastes, and textures of people, animals, landscapes, events, large and small. We stuff ourselves with these impressions and experiences and our reaction to them. These are the stuffs, the foods, on which The Muse grows.” Write a poem about the ways in which you “feed” your Muse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Write a poem about living comfortably (or uncomfortably) with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
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P.S. &amp;nbsp;Here's the link to another "Muse" poem that I hope you'll enjoy:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20426"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"A Muse" by Reginald Shepherd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272430209314356497-671325636364056551?l=adelekenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Brpro/~3/OQeJv6-d4zQ/prompt-88-muse-ing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ADELE KENNY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IV1OwK23s1o/TyP072ABcEI/AAAAAAAAA2M/ImJ-xb19Rt8/s72-c/Erato-Muse-of-Poetry-1870-xx-Sir-Edward-John-Poynter.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/2012/01/prompt-88-muse-ing.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-7585916649148296633</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2012 13:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-22T07:26:21.849-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Music In It Poetry Blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry Prompt: Water</category><title>Prompt #87 - The Memory of Water</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56q4k5WKxes/TxqzhStW07I/AAAAAAAAA18/SmuXU6iBihQ/s1600/Prompt+%252387+Water.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56q4k5WKxes/TxqzhStW07I/AAAAAAAAA18/SmuXU6iBihQ/s400/Prompt+%252387+Water.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A couple of nights ago I watched a DVD of my favorite British detective series, “Rosemary and Thyme.” I’ve watched all the episodes more than once, and the show I watched that night is my favorite: “The Memory of Water.” As I lay in bed thinking about the show, I segued into thoughts of this week’s prompt. Wide-awake, I reached for the top book on my bedside pile of poetry collections and opened to &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/browse/162/5#20603669"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Mary Oliver's "Beside the Waterfall."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;The next book in the pile was&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1936138123/dianelockward-20"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Diane Lockward's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1936138123/dianelockward-20"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Temptation by Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(click link to read the title poem: &lt;a href="http://www.valpo.edu/vpr/lockwardtemptation.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;http://www.valpo.edu/vpr/lockwardtemptation.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While wading in "water poems," it occurred to me that people have long sought the physical, psychological, religious, and spiritual healing powers of water – at the River Ganges; in the ancient Roman baths; in the spa waters of Bath in Somerset, England; at Mecca's holy spring of Zamzan; in Christian baptisms; at Lourdes in France; and throughout the world at various healing water sites. Continuing to think about water, I remembered reading somewhere that about 70% of the world is covered in water and about 75% of the human body is water. There I was, completely “immersed” in water thoughts and tempted by water (&lt;i&gt;a la &lt;/i&gt;Diane's book) to write a "water prompt."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A few ideas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Write a poem about a water “experience” you’ve had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Write a poem about a time that water touched your life in a special/dramatic/exciting way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Write a poem about a time that water was healing for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Write a poem about a memorable rainstorm or hurricane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Write a poem about the importance of protecting the earth’s water sources.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Write a poem about a landscape in which water is prominent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Write a poem about a time when you were “transformed” by water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And on the lighter side:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Write about a time that you went skinny-dipping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Write about your earliest memory of being in water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Write about a beach or pool party you attended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Write a bath poem or a take-off on the old song "Splish Splash."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Write about your life as a fish in a bowl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Write about a water cooler. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Write about a water fantasy titled “Alice in Waterland.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 14.0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sample Poems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19584"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"And Water Lies Plainly" by Laurie Sheck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16762"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Dishwater" by Ted Kooser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20696"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Going for Water" by Robert Frost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15704"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Water Music" by Robert Creeley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15673"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Water Picture" by May Swenson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15274"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Well Water" by Randall Jarrell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/175709"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Portrait of a Figure near Water" by Jane Kenyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/179006"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"New Water" by Sharon Chmielarz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And, by way of sharing, here’s a “water poem” that I wrote as an elegy for a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.15pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Black River&lt;/b&gt; by Adele Kenny &lt;b&gt;    &lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;In the almost-dark of a late spring &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;evening, the air still holds a scent of &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;moss on dampened stone, the bitter&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;tang of bluebells. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;You are with me because I remember &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;(the sense of you just over my left &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;shoulder), a shadow that follows&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;the light. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;This was your place, where the world &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;should have let you go – here where &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;the river turns, a fishing pole in your &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;hand, the back of &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;your brown flannel shirt slipped from &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;your belt, your old shoes worn, as &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;they always were, on the insides &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;of their heels. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;I have come to touch your death with &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;the palm of my hand, clench my fist &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;around it, and fling it upstream –&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;bone ash into space. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; margin-right: -4.5pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: 0in .25in 1.0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope is the thing with feathers&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That perches in the soul,  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And sings the tune – without the words,  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And never stops at all …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;– Emily Dickinson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This week, I thought it would be interesting to write about hope and the ways in which it manifests itself in our lives. As an emotional state, hope is the opposite of despair. Everyone hopes for something, and it is hope that often sustains us through challenging times. Hope is also about anticipation and looking forward to things we want. Many believe that hope can become a kind of self-fulfilling prophecy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Hope literally opens us up. It removes the blinders of fear and despair and allows us to see the big picture. We become creative, unleashing our dreams for the future.&amp;nbsp; This is because deep within the core of hope is the belief that things can change. No matter how awful or uncertain they are at the moment, things can turn out for the better. Possibilities exist. Belief in this better future sustains us. It keeps us from collapsing in despair. It infuses our bodies with the healing rhythms of positivity. It motivates us to tap into our signature capabilities and inventiveness to turn things around. It inspires us to build a better future.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;(Source:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/positivity/200903/why-choose-hope"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/positivity/200903/why-choose-hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Example Poems:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19729"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Hope is the thing with feathers" by Emily Dickinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/emily_dickinson/poems/7072"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Hope is a strange invention" by Emily Dickinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/emily_bronte/poems/4188"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Hope" by Emily Bronte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/robert_graves/poems/10516"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Love Without Hope" by Robert Graves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/gerard_manley_hopkins/poems/13982"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Hope Holds to Christ" by Gerard Manley Hopkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/ella_wheeler_wilcox/poems/17172"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Bird of Hope" by Ella Wheeler Wilcox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/john_keats/poems/14375.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"To Hope" by John Keats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.srichinmoypoetry.com/selected_poems/poems_hope/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Poems on Hope by Sri Chimnoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/21833"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Hope Wanted Alive" by Terese Svaboda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For Reflection Before You Begin Writing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;1. What do you hope for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. What have you hoped for? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;3. How have your hopes been realized?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;4. How have your hopes ended in sadness or disappointment? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;5. How have you dealt with the fallout of ruined hopes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;6. It’s been written that lies shatter hope. How has a lie shattered &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;your &lt;/i&gt;hope?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;7. How do you “live in hope?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;8. How can you relate the term “be careful what you hope for” to a personal experience?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;9. What metaphor can you create for “hope,” and how can you work it into a poem?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;10. How can you express what "hope" means in the context of your personal faith system?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In Lewis Carroll’s &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Through the Looking Glass&lt;/i&gt; (the sequel to &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/i&gt;), Alice goes through a looking glass into a world that is identifiable but strangely “sideways.” Has there ever been a time in your life when you metaphorically went “through a looking glass” to find your world askew? In what ways has your “looking glass” been a source of revelation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This week, let’s think about “looking glass” reflections of ourselves – the past, and what we see when we look into reflectors of any kind. The poem this week will be a kind of reflection on your reflection. As you write, be sure to focus on content, imagery, and a strong emotional center. Engage your readers with language, meaning, and opportunities for them to identify with you through your poem.&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are a few “reflection” options for you to explore. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Write about a time in your life when you metaphorically went “through a looking glass” to find your world “turned around.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Write a poem in which you use the term &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;looking glass&lt;/i&gt; either literally or symbolically.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Write a poem about what you see when you look into your mirror. (Look deeply … who and what do you see? Do you see something in your own eyes that others may see? Do you see a reflection of your mother or father in your own face? Do you see eyes that hide or express emotion?)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Write a poem about seeing your own reflection in someone else’s eyes. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. Write a poem about seeing your reflection in a lake or pond or in a window (house, store, car, train, computer screen). Where are you? What are the circumstances of your being in that place? What do you see when you look at your reflection? You may choose to start with the present scene (looking at your reflection) and then go back to the past; bring the poem full circle with a return to the present.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. Write a poem about someone else who looks into his or her mirror and sees a reflection of you. What does the person see?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. Write a complete fantasy about a mirror, a looking glass, a reflection of yourself, or a reflection of someone else. How about writing a fantasy dream to parallel Alice’s experience in &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Through the Looking Glass&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. Write a poem in which you look into a mirror and see the past or the future. Look at your younger or older self and create a monologue or dialogue.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sample Poems:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15776"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"In the Bathroom Mirror" by Ralph Burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20651"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"My Brother's Mirror" by Donald Pratt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sylviaplathforum.com/mirror.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Mirror" by Sylvia Plath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://birminghampoetryreview.org/no38/38kampa/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Mirror Image" by Stephen Kampa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/walt_whitman/poems/17501"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"A Hand-Mirror" by Walt Whitman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/22269"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Blue Dementia" by Yousef Komunyakaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/elizabeth_bishop/poems/958"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"To Be Written On The Mirror In Whitewash" by Elizabeth Bishop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/dorothy_parker/poems/19517"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Words of Comfort to be Scratched on a Mirror" by Dorothy Parker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/robert_creeley/poems/11380"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"The MIrror" by Robert Creeley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/spike_milligan/poems/1823"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Mirror, Mirror" by Spike Milligan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And ... by way of further inspiration ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Through the Looking Glass&lt;/i&gt; music. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For readers who have their first book length manuscript ready to submit, the Poetry Foundation announces the 2012 Emily Dickinson First Book Award. This is an occasional contest (not held annually) intended to recognize an American poet, aged 40 or older, who has not yet published a collection of poems. The winning book will be published by Graywolf Press, and the winner will receive a prize of $10,000. Manuscripts will be accepted from January 16 through February 17, 2012. The winner will be notified by April 30, 2012 and publicly announced at the Pegasus Awards ceremony in 2012. There is no entry fee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/foundation/dickinsonaward"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Click Here for Complete Submission Guidelines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;For last year's words belong to last year's language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; And next year's words await another voice. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And to make an end is to make a beginning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;– T.S. Eliot, "Little Gidding" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;On this last day of 2011, I send each of you my warm and heartfelt best wishes for good health and happiness throughout 2012. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;As we start the New Year with poetry (our first poems of 2012), let’s think about newness and things in our lives that are (or have been) new. One option is to write a poem inspired by the T. S. Eliot quote above or to use this quote as an epigraph. Your poem may be about an ending that &amp;nbsp;became a new beginning for you. Another suggestion is to write a poem about New Year’s resolutions or old year reflections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;By way of inspiration, I share with you Alfred, Lord Tennnyson’s  famous lines from “In Memoriam”: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Ring out the old, ring in the new, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Ring, happy bells, across the snow: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;The year is going, let him go; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Ring out the false, ring in the true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;And this haiku in which Kobayashi Issa approaches the New Year with reverence and humility:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;New Year's Day –&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;everything is in blossom!  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;I feel about average.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Other New Year’s poems:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/21455"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"A New Day" by Phillip Levine (audio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19333"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"At the Entering of the New Year" by Thomas Hardy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19330"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"A Song for New Year's Eve" By William Cullen Bryant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;May the end of 2011&amp;nbsp;be the beginning of a new year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;filled with abundances of good health, happiness,&amp;nbsp;and poetry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Happy New Year, my friends! God bless you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;P.S. &amp;nbsp;Love, licks, and good puppy wishes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;from Chaucey!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272430209314356497-3684641736150461774?l=adelekenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Brpro/~3/Nm8bzQJqXtM/poetry-prompt-84-happy-new-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ADELE KENNY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i__zta0Np5M/Tv8l1w0E9SI/AAAAAAAAAyo/T-_DhXR4ZOE/s72-c/frosty-sunrise-234412805974296Cce.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/2011/12/poetry-prompt-84-happy-new-year.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-6672541904044914592</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 12:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-24T07:53:37.800-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mery Christmas</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Music In It Poetry Blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry Prompt</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christmas</category><title>Merry Christmas</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RIGuChpKB_A/TvXItTuaJ7I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Tl7ckuxI6q4/s1600/Chaucey+12-19-11+Christmas+Hat+Merry+Christmas+Cropped.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RIGuChpKB_A/TvXItTuaJ7I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Tl7ckuxI6q4/s400/Chaucey+12-19-11+Christmas+Hat+Merry+Christmas+Cropped.jpg" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chaucey’s First Christmas, 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Regular prompts will resume on December 31. In the meantime, I wish you all a blessed and joyous Christmas and light-filled remainder of Chanukah! May the light, love, and peace of this special season be yours!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be filled with wonder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be touched by peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Believe!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272430209314356497-6672541904044914592?l=adelekenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Brpro/~3/4V9e19W3yS0/merry-christmas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ADELE KENNY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RIGuChpKB_A/TvXItTuaJ7I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Tl7ckuxI6q4/s72-c/Chaucey+12-19-11+Christmas+Hat+Merry+Christmas+Cropped.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-7026824101324055536</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Dec 2011 14:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-17T09:24:19.966-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Music In It Poetry Blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry Prompt</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Winter</category><title>Poetry Prompt #83 – Winter</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R2AIbkYaNQA/TuyjeGYW4YI/AAAAAAAAAx4/BqQ5yxOl1II/s1600/2185-1270646467V6pH.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R2AIbkYaNQA/TuyjeGYW4YI/AAAAAAAAAx4/BqQ5yxOl1II/s400/2185-1270646467V6pH.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With winter beginning in a few days, I thought this might be a good time to write a seasonal poem. For your poem this week, focus on any aspect of winter or several aspects, and work on using good, solid imagery. Think about things unique to the season, and think about what particular light winter offers us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before beginning, read the following poems to get some ideas of places your winter poems might lead you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15465"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15465&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“A Winter Without Snow” by J. D. McClatchy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/22693"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/22693&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Approach of Winter” by Willian Carlos Williams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/22694"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/22694&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“An Old Man’s Winter Night” by Robert Frost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20526"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20526&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Winter Distances” by Fanny Howe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/22050"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/22050&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Winter Trees”&amp;nbsp; by William Carlos Williams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20938"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20938&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Return to Winter” by Elaine Terranova&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19217"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19217&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Those Winter Sundays” by Robert Hayden&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272430209314356497-7026824101324055536?l=adelekenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Brpro/~3/UzfkEB1imhI/poetry-prompt-83-winter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ADELE KENNY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R2AIbkYaNQA/TuyjeGYW4YI/AAAAAAAAAx4/BqQ5yxOl1II/s72-c/2185-1270646467V6pH.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/2011/12/poetry-prompt-83-winter.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-2854495450086588439</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Dec 2011 13:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-10T08:53:41.789-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Music In It Poetry Blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Titles in Poetry</category><title>Poetry Prompt #82 - What's in a Title?</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-67ltaIdn9Hc/TuNihS_WkxI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ImqvgZTZ4jo/s1600/2-12679605277VTO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-67ltaIdn9Hc/TuNihS_WkxI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ImqvgZTZ4jo/s400/2-12679605277VTO.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think we’ll all agree that while we’re wary of judging books by their covers, we often “judge” poems, at least at first blush, by their titles. Sometimes, an amazing title is just what a poem needs to draw readers in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This week, let’s “play” with an old prompt idea in which you think of a few well-known poems that you especially like. Reflect on the titles and see if there’s one that you can change to keep the “sense” of it similar but the meaning completely different. After you’ve made a change that works for you, write a poem that “goes with” the new title.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are some examples:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Robert Frost’s “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20519"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20519&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;might become “Stopping by the Park on a Summer Morning”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thomas Gray’s “Elegy Written in a Country Graveyard” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19371"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19371&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;might become “Elegy Written on a City Street”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;John Keats’s “Ode to a Nightingale”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20325"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20325&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;might become “Ode to a Sparrow”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Carl Sandburg’s “Fog” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15263"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15263&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;might become “Smog”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;T. S. Eliot’s “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20220"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20220&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;might become “The Love Song of __________ " (you fill in the blank)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, here’s the important part: your finished poem needn’t bear any resemblance at all to the inspiration poem. In fact, the goal is to make your poem entirely different and entirely your own. You might even want to change the title after you’ve written the poem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The goal this week is to have some creative fun with the prompt idea and, more specifically, to think about how important your poems’ titles can be. Remember that a good title gives your prospective readers a hint of what’s to come without giving too much away. It introduces readers to the heart or emotional center of a poem and invites readers to enter the poem and spend time with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272430209314356497-2854495450086588439?l=adelekenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Brpro/~3/VLztvApRTow/poetry-prompt-82-whats-in-title.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ADELE KENNY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-67ltaIdn9Hc/TuNihS_WkxI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ImqvgZTZ4jo/s72-c/2-12679605277VTO.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/2011/12/poetry-prompt-82-whats-in-title.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-7657735521218593693</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Dec 2011 13:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-04T07:40:45.784-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Music In It Poetry Blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Submission Etiquette for Poetry</category><title>Poetry Prompt #81 - Submission Etiquette</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JspI9B2yYfY/TtogORfMk-I/AAAAAAAAAxo/coOo3jPqyt8/s1600/1-1273325640iqWf+aaaa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JspI9B2yYfY/TtogORfMk-I/AAAAAAAAAxo/coOo3jPqyt8/s400/1-1273325640iqWf+aaaa.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many poets with whom I’ve worked have asked about “submission etiquette.” The following info was prepared for one of my private workshop groups, and I'm happy to share it here. It's not exactly a "prompt," but here's hoping that it will "prompt" you to send some of your work to journals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -27.0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s important to note that each journal has its own submissions guidelines, and the editors expect submitters to follow them. There are, however, a few general suggestions that might prove helpful (with the caveat, of course, to follow the specific guidelines for any journal to which you submit your poems).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A good place to begin is to thoroughly research the market. You need to find out which journals would be suitable vehicles for your work. The best way to conduct your “market research” is to start buying poetry journals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Aside from buying poetry journals, you can conduct some of your research via the Internet. Many poetry journals have strong web presences, so check out the web sites of journals that interest you. You’ll usually find submission guidelines, and many journals post sample poems on their websites. Searching the Web be time-intensive, but it will save you a fortune in stamps and may considerably reduce the number of rejection slips you accumulate. You can also do further research in libraries, but most libraries don’t subscribe to small press journals. Invaluable resources are books like &lt;i&gt;Writer’s Market&lt;/i&gt;. When you’ve decided which journals you’d like to target for possible publication and have obtained copies to “study,” be sure to check the journal’s submission guidelines and follow them! I mean, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; follow them. (I can’t say this enough times!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Always present your work in typescript (never hand-written), using a simple 12 point font like Arial, Times New Roman, or Courier.&amp;nbsp; Fancy fonts will not impress editors. On the contrary, they suggest that the sender is a novice writer. Poetry should be single-spaced with the title at the top (in the same font that you use for the text of the poem).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Retain a copy of any material you send. Most editors receive hundreds of submissions and it’s possible for submissions to go missing. The mail service, too, sometimes “loses” items. Always keep records of which poems you’ve sent out, which journals you’ve sent them to, the dates of submission, and the results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Use a plain #10 envelope for hard copy submissions, and always include a self-addressed, stamped envelope (s.a.s.e.) for the editor’s reply. This is a basic courtesy – most journals will not reply to a submission if the s.a.s.e. is not included.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For hard copy submissions (and most electronic as well) type one poem to a page unless you are instructed to do otherwise. For hard copies, it’s better to use a paper clip than a staple as clips are easier for editors to remove during the assessment process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you include a cover letter, it should be short, including only your name, contact details, and titles of work submitted. In general, most editors do not want to read your life story, nor do they want to know your hobbies or your marital status.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It isn’t necessary to include a bio unless the guidelines specifically ask for one. Most editors aren’t impressed by previous publication credits and judge submissions on their own merits. Many editors request a bio at the time of acceptance. Whatever you do, never invite an editor to visit your web site or blog by way of introduction or bio. Most editors don’t have time for that sort of thing, and your invitation can be a little like chalk scraping on a chalkboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Make sure each poem has your name and address on it, as cover notes can and do get separated from submitted material. Unless journal guidelines specify otherwise, your name, address, phone number, and email address should appear in the upper left or right hand corner. Setting this info into clever text boxes at the top or bottom of the page isn’t necessary and can look amateurish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Refrain from using copyright symbols – this can and does offend some editors (they are not going to steal your work and pretend it's their own).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Be careful not to over-submit. Journal editors are usually more dismayed than pleased when they receive large numbers of poems from a single poet. As an editor myself, I can testify to that. Never submit more than the number of poems noted in the guidelines, usually no more than five poems, and DON’T follow up with another batch during the same reading period. Once, I received two entire manuscripts via our Tiferet submissions manager. The poets both suggested that I read the manuscripts and choose from among the poems they contained. Each submission contained over 40 poems! Aaaargh! I have a strong commitment to reading every submission at least three times, but this was a bit much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Many print journals don’t accept email submissions.&amp;nbsp; There are good reasons for this, the potential transmission of computer-destroying viruses among them. Some journals, however, do welcome email submissions. If this is the case, be sure to read the submission guidelines carefully, and follow them. Some journals will accept submissions in attachment form; some require the poem text to be copied and pasted into the body of an email. Many journals now use electronic submissions managing programs. Make sure you know the preferences before submitting, and follow the guidelines (there, I've said it again). Some journals require that each poem be electronically submitted individually. If that’s the case, send each poem individually via the electronic manager. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;At one time, simultaneous submissions were a major no-no. Today, however, journal editors recognize that huge volumes of submissions mean long response times, and they extend the courtesy of allowing poets to submit the same poems to more than one journal at a time. Be sure to read journal guidelines carefully (have I just said that again?). Usually, if simultaneous submissions are allowed, editors ask that you contact them when a poem you’ve submitted has been accepted elsewhere. This is a simple return courtesy that should be observed. Journals that don’t allow simultaneous submissions often take many months to respond, which means that a poem may be “away from home” for a &amp;nbsp;long time before you know if it's been accepted or rejected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Don’t query editors about the status of your work! Editors work as quickly and as carefully as possible, but hundreds of submissions can mean that you’ll have to wait for a response. Similarly, it’s not a good idea to include self-addressed, stamped postcards that you wish an editor to send back to let you know that your submission has been received. This means extra work for an editor and most editors don’t have that kind of time. Many journals indicate response time in their guidelines – if that response time has long passed, then (and only then) might you query.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;You shouldn’t expect editors to make individual comments on your poems, accepted or not. Editors are not critiquers in that sense – they often read several hundred poems during a reading period, and they just don’t have time to make individual comments. Occasionally, an editor will suggest edits, which, if made, will result in publication. As a poet, it’s up to you to decide whether or not you agree to the changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here’s a hint: if a journal has a specific reading period, be sure to submit early. Unless you're submitting to a themed issue in which all poems accepted deal with a particular subject, when a poem on the same subject as yours is accepted before you submit, yours won’t be accepted even if it’s a better poem. So, send your poems sooner rather than later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Many poetry editors work countless hours and earn nothing for their efforts. Some journal publishers subsidize their journals from their own pockets. Most of them do it for the same reason that poets submit their poems to journals – love of the art. So please, respect the editors to whom you send your poems. This doesn’t mean that editors are the ultimate arbiters of what is and isn’t good work. Selection is often a subjective process. If your poems are rejected, don’t take it personally. Move on. Send the poems elsewhere. It’s not uncommon for poems to be rejected by numerous journals before finding a home. It’s a process of persistence. So, persevere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Beware of vanity publishing in which you pay a fee for your poems to be published.&amp;nbsp; There are unscrupulous people out there who will happily fleece you if you are desperate enough to be published at any cost. Don’t be fooled by their flatteries. If you have to pay to be published, think again. This is not the same as paying an entry fee for a contest, which is not only credible but often necessary to fund the prize monies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;On vanity publishing and publishing scams:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?Publishing-Scams:-Six-Red-Flags-That-Scream-Rip-Off&amp;amp;id=81336"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Publishing Scams: Six Red Flags That Scream "Rip off"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vanitypublishing.info/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Vanity Publishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272430209314356497-7657735521218593693?l=adelekenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Brpro/~3/1U8IUm9myas/poetry-prompt-81-submission-etiquette.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ADELE KENNY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JspI9B2yYfY/TtogORfMk-I/AAAAAAAAAxo/coOo3jPqyt8/s72-c/1-1273325640iqWf+aaaa.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/2011/12/poetry-prompt-81-submission-etiquette.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-6330859884136735081</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2011 11:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-01T07:14:25.113-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Music In It Poetry Blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry Prompt</category><title>Poetry Prompt #80 - Who Would You Be?</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--KAzqDp6xM4/TtDPECvxGzI/AAAAAAAAAww/9mC_W1mbQC8/s1600/322-1215912296j3sr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--KAzqDp6xM4/TtDPECvxGzI/AAAAAAAAAww/9mC_W1mbQC8/s400/322-1215912296j3sr.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #535353;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Have you ever thought about changing roles with someone or just being able to live someone else's life? Have you ever thought about becoming someone other than yourself? If you could become anyone (alive, dead, fictional), who would you be?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;This week, step out of your skin, become someone else, and write a poem about it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Some things to consider before writing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Who am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Who am I meant to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Who would I like to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Who would I choose to be if I could become someone else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Alternative ideas for this week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Write a poem about a poem that you’d like to “inhabit” (enter a poem, become part of that poem by writing about changing places with a character from it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Write about becoming a character in a song or a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Write about becoming the subject of a famous sculpture or a famous painting.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(Ever wonder what life would be like for the woman in DaVinci’s “Mona Lisa” or what the Venus de Milo might be like if she were flesh and blood instead of stone? What would&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;be like if you were the Mona Lisa or Venus de Milo?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Write from the perspective of your avatar, doppelgänger, or alter ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Write about why you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;don’t &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;wish to change places with someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272430209314356497-6330859884136735081?l=adelekenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Brpro/~3/8TGdIu1AJf4/poetry-prompt-80-who-would-you-be.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ADELE KENNY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--KAzqDp6xM4/TtDPECvxGzI/AAAAAAAAAww/9mC_W1mbQC8/s72-c/322-1215912296j3sr.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/2011/11/poetry-prompt-80-who-would-you-be.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-7256974824881000127</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Nov 2011 12:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-19T07:27:59.076-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ekphrastic Poetry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ekphrasis</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Music In It Poetry Blog</category><title>Poetry Prompt #79 - From Painting to Poem</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-8XuMVoze4/TseShGZMVpI/AAAAAAAAAwo/bhgLMS6PqBg/s1600/Thomas+Cole++Il+Penseroso.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-8XuMVoze4/TseShGZMVpI/AAAAAAAAAwo/bhgLMS6PqBg/s400/Thomas+Cole++Il+Penseroso.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Il Penseroso" by Thomas Cole (1845)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Ekphrastic &lt;/i&gt;poems are based on other forms of art, most often paintings, but may also include &amp;nbsp;sculpture, musical composition, dance, etc. You can read more about ekphrasis if you click on fifth tab in the page bar above. You will also find the following informative: &lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/5918"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Ekphrasis: Poetry Confronting Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19939"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Notes&amp;nbsp;on Ekphrasis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This week, I thought it would be interesting to move from painting to poem by writing about a painting (with an invitation to post your poems for sharing). I've chosen "Il Penseroso" by Thomas Cole, one of my favorite painters and the founder of the Hudson River School. Interestingly, Cole's "Il Penseroso" was inspired by a poem of the same title written by John Milton in 1631 (&lt;a href="http://www.bartleby.com/4/202.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Il Penseroso" by John Milton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Keep in mind that ekphrastic poems do more than offer textual descriptions or verbal interpretations of visual art. Take a good look at Cole's "Il Penseroso" and see where it leads you. (Click on the image for a larger view.) Notice details.&lt;br /&gt;
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You may want to begin by jotting down your impressions, images inspired by the painting, and feelings, memories, or experiences that the painting calls to mind. Think in terms or your emotions and your spiritual response to the painting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some questions to consider before writing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What is happening in the painting?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Who &amp;nbsp;or what is the subject of the painting?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What mood does the painting suggest?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How do you relate to that mood?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You may want to create a dialogic in which you journey in "conversation" between the painting and your text. Or you may avoid referring to the painting at all (other than, perhaps, a mention in the title or subtitle).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;If the Cole painting doesn't work for you, &lt;/o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;feel free to work with one of your own choosing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Famous Ekphrastic Poems:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/173742"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Ode on a Grecian Urn" by John Keats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://english.emory.edu/classes/paintings&amp;amp;poems/auden.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;" Musee des Beaux Arts" by W. H. Auden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272430209314356497-7256974824881000127?l=adelekenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Brpro/~3/riZ6nybvgjA/poetry-prompt-79-from-painting-to-poem.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ADELE KENNY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-8XuMVoze4/TseShGZMVpI/AAAAAAAAAwo/bhgLMS6PqBg/s72-c/Thomas+Cole++Il+Penseroso.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/2011/11/poetry-prompt-79-from-painting-to-poem.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-5279328382147335439</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Nov 2011 12:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-12T10:52:55.341-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Music In It Poetry Blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Adele Kenny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">" What Matters</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Home</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry Prompt</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">"Selling the Family House</category><title>Poetry Prompt #78 – Home</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Qz0N-Zrri0/Tr5ggT-0QqI/AAAAAAAAAwg/MTDEVeuidzM/s1600/old-house-110661299977691KDm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Qz0N-Zrri0/Tr5ggT-0QqI/AAAAAAAAAwg/MTDEVeuidzM/s400/old-house-110661299977691KDm.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This week’s prompt invites you to write a poem about “home.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Home” may mean many things to us – it may be a physical place or it may signify the center of our world (the heart of our immediate reality). “Home” may be the brick-and-mortar of childhood homes, homes in which we’ve lived as adults, places in which memories were made, or places in which joys were shared and hearts were broken. “Home” may be imagined or mythical locations, dreamscapes, or the metaphorical geography of a particular place. “Home” may include specific attachments, relationships with others, things we said and did, and experiences that helped or hurt us. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Home” has long provided inspiration for poets. In William Stafford's&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/171502"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"One Home,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;a childhood home is remembered; in &lt;a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/175450"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Home Again Home Again,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;A. F. Moritz reflects upon time, aging, and family.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Home” may represent both place and people as in Gerald’s Stern’s &lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15437"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"The Dancing,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and relationships may be revealed through “home” as in Adrienne Rich’s &lt;a href="http://www.eliteskills.com/analysis_poetry/Living_In_Sin_by_Adrienne_Rich_analysis.php"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Living in Sin."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;W. H. Auden’s collection &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;About the House&lt;/i&gt; (1965) is an extended analogy between the house as a building and the building of the self. For Auden,&lt;span style="color: #001932;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;“home” becomes an extension of “self” through poems that look into physical rooms as well as into their metaphorical equivalents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/About-House-W-H-Auden/dp/0394403193/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1320230705&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Click Here to Order About the House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Other Examples:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16523"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Home" by Bruce Weigl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16659"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Home Is So Sad" by Phillip Larkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/21892"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"9773 Comanche Avenue" by David Trinidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/182860"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"This Room" by John Ashbery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some things to think about before writing:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;What memories do you have of a childhood home?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;What’s your “dream home?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;If a genie granted you the wish to go home for a while, where would you go?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When you think of “home,” what people do you think of?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;How has a particular home impacted your life?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;What memories of a home can you express through attachments within and to that home?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Does where you live (or where you have lived) define you in any way?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;How does a home have two inner spaces – physical and metaphorical? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is there a “home” in your life that isn’t a physical structure?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is there a person in your life who represents “home” to you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;By way of sharing, here’s a poem from my book&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;What Matters&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;about the day I sold my childhood home:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Selling the Family House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I didn’t plan to be undone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;by a catbird crying, irises in&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;bloom where a cherry tree stood,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;the baby, born dead, buried there;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;or those ovals on the wall where&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;our pictures were hung, holes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;from the nails that held them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The house – empty or nearly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;empty –&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;crumbles into itself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I leave a few books on their shelf.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Some shimmer, the others are rags.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;What voice do I hear (or want to&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;hear)? The catbird cries; the earth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;turns on wing-boned fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272430209314356497-5279328382147335439?l=adelekenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Brpro/~3/bCREKGbM6Oo/poetry-prompt-78-home-sweet-home-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ADELE KENNY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Qz0N-Zrri0/Tr5ggT-0QqI/AAAAAAAAAwg/MTDEVeuidzM/s72-c/old-house-110661299977691KDm.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/2011/11/poetry-prompt-78-home-sweet-home-again.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-7480179770747206762</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Nov 2011 13:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-09T13:23:40.221-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Music In It Poetry Blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pet Loss</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Irving Townsend</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bijou</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry Prompt</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pets</category><title>Bijou</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jnNqg5_IXoo/TrrFDWpOYHI/AAAAAAAAAwY/PeyL7DtWVKQ/s1600/Bijou.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jnNqg5_IXoo/TrrFDWpOYHI/AAAAAAAAAwY/PeyL7DtWVKQ/s400/Bijou.JPG" width="335" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bijou&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;September 15, 1994 - November 3, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;Sire: All Star's Rambo &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;Dam: Lucy At All Star&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.0pt; mso-hyphenate: none; tab-stops: center 120.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;Derivation of Name: From the French, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;meaning a small, dainty, exquisite jewel;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;something infinitely special, precious,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;and delicately beautiful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;AKC Registration #TN160180/01 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -0.1pt;"&gt;January 16, 1995&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With much sadness, I write this morning that my dear little Yorkshire Terrier, Bijou, died on Thursday evening. She was seventeen and to her last moment the "personification" of her name. Her passing was very sudden and a great blessing to have happened quickly and peacefully at home and in my arms. Bijou was the last of my Yorkies. I miss her terribly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's an Irving Townsend quotation that touches me deeply and expresses what I believe many pet lovers feel about the "little creatures" with whom we share our lives and our love. In memory of Bijou, and in memory of pets you've loved, I offer the quotation as the prompt for this week's poem. (If you write or have written poems for beloved pets, please feel free to post them.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;“We who choose to surround ourselves with lives even more temporary than our own&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;live within a fragile circle, easily and often breached.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unable to accept its awful gaps, we still would live no other way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We cherish memory as the only certain immortality,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;never fully understanding the necessary plan.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;– Irving Townsend from “The Once Again Prince”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;In his most recent chapbook, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Kicking the Rain&lt;/i&gt;, R. G. Rader included a poem entitled “Let There Be A Wilderness.” The poem immediately struck me because the dialectic of the poet’s observation is so immediate and direct, and so filled with metaphorical meaning. Clearly, R. G. wasn’t thinking only about “wilderness” in a literal sense, but, rather, in a context of implied meanings that suggest relationship, tension, and the conflict between “safety” and risk-taking.” It’s a love poem that’s not exactly a love poem, it’s sensual and passionate in its defense of romanticism, and it tosses out a challenge to those who are afraid to explore the wilderness (or wildness) within themselves.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;Let There Be A Wilderness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;by R. G. Rader&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;Let there be a path leading out of sigh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;And at its other end a temperate zone:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;woods devoid of beasts, roads that please the foot&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="margin-left: .25in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;From “Against Romanticism” by Kingsley Amis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;Let there be roads that hurt the feet&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;at places I travel – exotic&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;outside the temperate zone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;Let there be a wilderness&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;where I taste the pleasure of wild food&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;where the winter cold is cause for no clothing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;and the soft cushion of summer grass&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;is softer still when you and I fall upon it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;Avoid the temperate zone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;where little is safe from each hour’s boredom&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;and all the words are neatly packaged&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;into the pages of a book.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;Let there be time to share&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;and to lose our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;passion&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;and a way to find it again,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;a space where wingless birds can fly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;a place filled with beasts&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;who dare do battle.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;Copyright © 2010 by R. G. Rader. Reprinted with the permission of the author. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;From Kicking the Rain (Finishing Line Press, 2010)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Kicking-Rain-R-g-rader/dp/1599245353/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319666628&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hhV7Gt_mkUQ/Tqv53WzPuwI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/jHdoKjdBEpY/s200/51HobOO-agL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Click Cover to Order &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Kicking the Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Many see “wilderness” as a path to awakening, and it is deeply present in many of the world’s “wisdom” traditions. Wilderness is transcultural and transpiritual – shamans and mystics, sages and saints have gone into the wilderness to find inspiration and enlightenment. Jesus Christ and the Desert Fathers went into the desert; Buddha and Lao Tzu went into the forest. Thoreau went to Walden Pond, and in Emersonian transcendentalism, nature was created by a transcendent god for the benefit for humankind. These examples all beg the question, “What is it about wilderness (in any of its forms) that draws humankind to it?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;Wilderness may be understood as a way and as a tradition, and throughout history, “wilderness” has been strongly symbolic. Importantly, wilderness is never merely the untarnished forest, the crystal stream, the field of flowers; it is also tangled vines and exposed roots, rain and mud,&amp;nbsp; rocky places and poisonous berries. Wilderness is wild nature in all of its aspects, and it may be expanded to include human nature. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;Okay, I’m sure you see where I’m going this week. Our prompt is “wilderness,” and the challenge is to write a poem that focuses on a personal wilderness experience, a wilderness insight, a wilderness “therapy,” or&amp;nbsp; “wilderness” as a metaphor. What we’re &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;not &lt;/i&gt;looking for are “nature” poems (which I love dearly but not this week). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;Examples:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19805"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"A Table in the Wilderness" by Li-Young Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20732"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Wilderness" by Carl Sandburg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/21432"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Across a Great Wilderness without You" by Keetje Kuipers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19582"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"If a Wilderness" by Carl Phillips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;Before beginning to write consider these questions:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;What’s &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; wilderness?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;What has a wilderness taught you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;Where has a wilderness taken you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;What life experience can you describe in wilderness terms?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;What does wilderness offer your senses (sight, sound, touch, taste, smell)?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;What specific wilderness images will you incorporate into your poem?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272430209314356497-8922681311097113255?l=adelekenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Brpro/~3/JcR3wu853yI/poetry-prompt-77-wilderness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ADELE KENNY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EHkBumjQWX0/Tqv5IED-e5I/AAAAAAAAAvI/6NKxyFTcdDk/s72-c/rain-in-the-forest.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/2011/10/poetry-prompt-77-wilderness.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-5467155118708423950</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Oct 2011 13:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-23T08:03:20.280-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Phrases</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Music In It Poetry Blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Idiomatic Expressions</category><title>Poetry Prompt #76 – Phrase Play</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uN3Oryu1kaQ/TqLJwQbLNiI/AAAAAAAAAvA/LwlihKc3Xoc/s1600/DSCN3258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uN3Oryu1kaQ/TqLJwQbLNiI/AAAAAAAAAvA/LwlihKc3Xoc/s400/DSCN3258.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever listened to someone who uses a particular phrase so often that you expect to hear it whenever you speak with that person? Are there certain phrases that &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;you &lt;/i&gt;use often in everyday conversation? Think of the “trendy” phrases that become (for me anyway) like fingernails on a chalkboard; for example, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;push the envelope, I hear you, piece of cake, I could care less, my bad,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;just sayin’&lt;/i&gt; (and a new one that I heard recently – &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;totally salinda&lt;/i&gt; meaning peacefulness, or a peaceful state of mind).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Interestingly, every language has well-used colloquialisms and idiomatic expressions; for example, in Italian &lt;i&gt;in bocca al lupo&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;literally means "into the wolf's mouth" but, rather like the strange English expression "break a leg," this phrase is used in Italy to wish someone good luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Choose a phrase (&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;not a cliché&lt;/i&gt; but a common idiomatic expression) and write a poem "around" that phrase. Alternatively, you might try using that phrase as much as possible within your poem. Turn the expression over and around, spin it, repeat it, extend it, give it new meanings, mock it, praise it, see how far you can stretch it. You might even consider using the phrase as a metaphor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Begin by making a list of expressions that you or friends use often, and then choose one for your poem. Another idea is to use several phrases throughout your poem, or perhaps even compose an entire poem of &amp;nbsp;“phrase plays.” Try taking a humorous approach – have fun with this!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272430209314356497-5467155118708423950?l=adelekenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Brpro/~3/yq07IMwqFkU/poetry-prompt-76-phrase-play.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ADELE KENNY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uN3Oryu1kaQ/TqLJwQbLNiI/AAAAAAAAAvA/LwlihKc3Xoc/s72-c/DSCN3258.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>14</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/2011/10/poetry-prompt-76-phrase-play.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-5572488752859427826</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2011 16:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-08T10:21:01.795-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Diane Lockward</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Blogalicious</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Virtual Poetry Salon</category><title>Virtual Poetry Salon</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IbifPkLiGOE/Tp2qwNDcMZI/AAAAAAAAAu4/GrEnYXDSADw/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IbifPkLiGOE/Tp2qwNDcMZI/AAAAAAAAAu4/GrEnYXDSADw/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Please visit Diane Lockward's blog (Blogalicious)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;to "attend" a virtual poetry salon in which I'm the guest poet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Click here:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dianelockward.blogspot.com/2011/10/poetry-salon-adele-kenny.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Virtual Poetry Salon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Interview Excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dianelockward.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Diane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; How did you select the title for your book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Adele:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Strangely enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;What Matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;had a title several years before it became a book. Like many images in the poems, the title came to me late one night. It literally “popped into my mind”&amp;nbsp; before I’d even begun to think of the poems in terms of a collection. I woke up the next morning knowing that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;What Matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;would be the title of my next book. That day I took a long look at my newer poems (revised, written, and in process) and began to see them arranged in sections relative to the experiences that drove them. The title powered the long process of writing, editing, tweaking, and selecting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Diane's&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;virtual poetry salon is such a creative and fun idea complete with an interview, reading, and virtual food (see above)! Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272430209314356497-5572488752859427826?l=adelekenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Brpro/~3/kVlsofF81po/virtual-poetry-salon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ADELE KENNY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IbifPkLiGOE/Tp2qwNDcMZI/AAAAAAAAAu4/GrEnYXDSADw/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/2011/10/virtual-poetry-salon.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-568959228557044384</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2011 12:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-15T08:26:47.812-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Why Poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry Prompt. The Music In It Poetry Blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Why?</category><title>Poetry Prompt #75 – WHY?</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Tmra0aVcQs/Tpl1ey_JZYI/AAAAAAAAAuw/QaFMqTcWiBk/s1600/Prompt+75.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="338" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Tmra0aVcQs/Tpl1ey_JZYI/AAAAAAAAAuw/QaFMqTcWiBk/s400/Prompt+75.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why?&lt;/i&gt; How often do we ask that question in regard to a cause, reason, or purpose? “Why?” is arguably the most common question we ask others and ourselves (and, at times, one of the hardest to answer). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Newspaper reporters begin by asking six questions: who, what, when, where, why, and how. Of the six questions, five may be answered easily. Think for a moment of the game (and the movie) called “Clue.” In answer to a reporter’s questions, the answers might be that (who) Professor Plum (what)  murdered Miss Scarlet&amp;nbsp;(when) early in the morning&amp;nbsp;(where) in the conservatory (how) with a candlestick. The most difficult question is “Why?” because asking why calls the rational, analytical, conscious mind into action. “Why?” needs an explanation – it isn’t based on purely factual information, and there may be different, equally acceptable ways of understanding the question. For example: Why did Professor Plum murder Miss Scarlet? Why did he use a candlestick instead of a knife?&amp;nbsp; Why did he commit the murder in the conservatory?&amp;nbsp;“Why?” has much to do with motive and meaning.&lt;br /&gt;
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I know you can see where I’m going with this: the prompt for the coming week is to write a poem in which we consider an important “why?”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Examples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20422"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Why I Am Not a Painter" by Frank O'Hara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15404"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"why must itself up every of a park" by e.e. cummings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Why Regret?" by Galway Kinnell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/21450"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Why They Went" by Elizabeth Bradfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16310"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"A Light Says Why" by Karen Volkman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Five “whys” to reflect upon before you begin to write:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;an unanswered question in your life,&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;the reason someone hurt your feelings or&amp;nbsp;the reason you hurt someone else’s feelings,&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;the cause behind your feelings about a particular person, issue, or idea,&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;how “Why me, why Not me?” fits your personal experience,&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;the reason you have avoided making a decision.&lt;/li&gt;
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Think hard about a “Why?” experience. Remember the details of time and place. Remember other people (if any) who were part of the situation. Or, alternatively, think about a “Why?’ question that troubles you and focus on the question rather than on an experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Consider a light approach and make this a humorous poem (for example, a list of funny “Why?” questions).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You might even make the timeless “Why?” question – &lt;i&gt;“Why is the sky blue?”&lt;/i&gt; – &amp;nbsp;the foundation for a poem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another possibility is a poem titled “Why I Write Poetry.” Or, how about a poem entitled, "Ever Wonder Why?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here’s the challenge: avoid becoming overly psychological or philosophical and work to create strong, effective images. Show, don’t simply tell.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272430209314356497-568959228557044384?l=adelekenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Brpro/~3/Ue7836LlKhg/poetry-prompt-75-why.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ADELE KENNY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Tmra0aVcQs/Tpl1ey_JZYI/AAAAAAAAAuw/QaFMqTcWiBk/s72-c/Prompt+75.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/2011/10/poetry-prompt-75-why.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-1021039203005050844</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Oct 2011 11:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-08T15:55:44.093-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Autumn Poems</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Music In It Poetry Blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Words-Images-Sounds</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Iambic Pentameter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry Prompt</category><title>Poetry Prompt #74 – Words, Images, Sounds</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7fYN_ZYnQLQ/TpAzZl11WfI/AAAAAAAAAus/Mqj1q744Igo/s1600/autumn-path.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7fYN_ZYnQLQ/TpAzZl11WfI/AAAAAAAAAus/Mqj1q744Igo/s400/autumn-path.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A friend recently told me about a workshop he attended in which the leader gave the participants a list of words and asked them to write a poem that included those words. This is an old technique and one that can work really well. Having been reminded of it, I thought we might try my adaptation of the basic prompt, which focuses on the things that are most important in poetry: words, images, and sounds. And … because it’s autumn, let’s write autumn poems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some autumn poems for inspiration:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/fiction/poetry/2008/03/03/080303po_poem_merwin1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"A Single Autumn" by W. S. Merwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poetrysociety.org/psa/poetry/poetry_in_motion/atlas/chicago/blackberry_eating/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Blackberry Eating" by Galway Kinnell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poetrysociety.org/psa/poetry/poetry_in_motion/atlas/chicago/autumn_leaves/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Autumn Leaves" by Marilyn Chin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/21943"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Autumn Evening" by David Lehman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16474"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Autumn Grasses" by Margaret Gibson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/21695"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Autumn Movement" by Carl Sandburg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20166"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Leaves" by Lloyd Schwartz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16523"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Home" by Bruce Weigl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bartleby.com/104/24.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"A Vagabond Song" by Bliss Carmen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;Below: "October" by Robert Frost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now for &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; poem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. To begin, read each word in the following list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;autumn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;pumpkins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;frost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;cider&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;harvest moon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;spider’s web&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;leaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. Next, write an image for each word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Example: for &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;spider’s web&lt;/i&gt; – the dewdrops strung like crystal beads inside the spider’s web&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Then, write a poem that begins with one of your images and includes as many others as you wish. Try to include some appropriate sensory details (sound, sight, taste, touch, smell).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. To extend this prompt, and to add an extra element of challenge, deliberately create an iambic meter in your images that you will continue throughout the poem. (Keep in mind that this is about meter; rhyme isn’t required, though you may include rhyme if you wish.) Take a look at the image example for step #2. This image is written in written in iambs (a pattern of unstressed and stressed syllables) and is actually iambic heptameter (7 iambs in the line).&amp;nbsp; A good example iambic pentameter (five iambs in each line) is “To Autumn” by John Keats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Click either of the links to read and listen to Keats’s “To Autumn.” Be sure to listen carefully to the audio to get a sense of the poem’s sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15565"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15565&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/173749"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/173749&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Note that the iambic pattern of unstressed and stressed syllables is rather like a human heartbeat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoNormalTable" style="border-collapse: collapse; border: none; mso-border-alt: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; mso-padding-alt: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-table-layout-alt: fixed;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr style="height: 34.55pt; mso-yfti-firstrow: yes; mso-yfti-irow: 0; mso-yfti-lastrow: yes;"&gt;   &lt;td style="border: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; height: 34.55pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 29.3pt;" width="29"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;˘&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-left: none; border: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; height: 34.55pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 29.3pt;" width="29"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;/&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-left: none; border: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; height: 34.55pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 29.3pt;" width="29"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;˘&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-left: none; border: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; height: 34.55pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 29.3pt;" width="29"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;/&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-left: none; border: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; height: 34.55pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 29.3pt;" width="29"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;˘&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-left: none; border: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; height: 34.55pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 29.3pt;" width="29"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;/&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-left: none; border: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; height: 34.55pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 29.3pt;" width="29"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;˘&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-left: none; border: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; height: 34.55pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 29.3pt;" width="29"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;/&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-left: none; border: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; height: 34.55pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 29.3pt;" width="29"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;˘&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-left: none; border: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; height: 34.55pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #6D6D6D 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 29.3pt;" width="29"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;/&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look at the iambic pentameter in a line from “To Autumn” (&lt;i&gt;da&lt;/i&gt; indicates an unstressed syllable, &lt;i&gt;dum&lt;/i&gt; indicates a stressed syllable)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;swell &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;gourd &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;plump  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;the &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;ha- &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;zel &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;shells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;da &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;dum &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;da &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;dum &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;da &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;dum &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;da &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;dum &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;da &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;dum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Give it a try, then listen to the sonic impression you’ve created to underscore your words and images.&lt;br /&gt;
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Of course, and most importantly, use the words given to prompt an autumn poem in &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt; style or form that works for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272430209314356497-1021039203005050844?l=adelekenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Brpro/~3/ES_WX-I0sW0/poetry-prompt-74-words-images-sounds.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ADELE KENNY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7fYN_ZYnQLQ/TpAzZl11WfI/AAAAAAAAAus/Mqj1q744Igo/s72-c/autumn-path.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/2011/10/poetry-prompt-74-words-images-sounds.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-4041967202399977719</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Oct 2011 12:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-01T08:30:58.750-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Music In It Poetry Blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry Prompts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Anaphora</category><title>Poetry Prompt #73 - Anaphora</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOYBYtvNVuE/TocEETMRJhI/AAAAAAAAAuo/DnAGg_PlC8A/s1600/1453-1249839567zqcp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOYBYtvNVuE/TocEETMRJhI/AAAAAAAAAuo/DnAGg_PlC8A/s400/1453-1249839567zqcp.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In a recent workshop that I led, one of the participants spoke strongly against repetition in poetry. Admittedly, there &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; times when using a word or phrase more than once weakens it’s impact; however, there &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; a poetic technique (one of literature’s oldest, in fact) that raises the bar for repetition to create parallelism, enhance rhythm, intensify emotion, and strengthen sonic impression. This technique is called &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;anaphora&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anaphora &lt;/i&gt;derives from the Greek for “a carrying up or back” and is characterized by repetition of single words or phrases. In poetry, anaphora occurs when several lines or successive clauses begin with the same word or phrase. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt; margin-bottom: .25in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A good example of this is Shakespeare’s “Sonnet 66” in which ten lines begin with the word “and.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;As to behold desert a beggar born, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;And purest faith unhappily forsworn,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;And right perfection wrongfully disgrac'd,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;And strength by limping sway disabled&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;And art made tongue-tied by authority,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;And folly – doctor-like – controlling skill,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;And simple truth miscall'd simplicity,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;And captive good attending captain ill:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Tir'd with all these, from these would I be gone,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16.0pt; margin-bottom: 10.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Save that, to die, I leave my love alone.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Another good example is Emily Brontë’s&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poem/225.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Remembrance,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in which the opening phrase, “Cold in the earth” is repeated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16.0pt; margin-bottom: 10.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Other examples: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“The Tyger” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;by William Blake (repetition of “what”)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“What the hammer? what the chain? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;In what furnace was thy brain? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;What the anvil? what dread grasp &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Dare its deadly terrors clasp?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“Birds of Passage”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt; by Walt Whitman (repetition of “O”)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“O you daughters of the West!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt; O you young and elder daughters! O you mothers and you wives! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Never must you be divided, in our ranks you move united, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .25in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;Whitman used anaphora extensively in his poems. Here’s another example: &lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16404"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .25in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;And, of course, by way of example, there is &lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15308"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Howl" by Allen Ginsberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.25in; text-align: justify;"&gt;This week, try to write a poem in which you use anaphora. For starters, you may want to limit the poem to fifteen lines or less. Clearly, anaphora effects a poem’s sound and how it is read, sometimes creating a kind of chant or litany effect. There is, however, a fine line between heightened effect and boring reiteration – the trick is not to overdo. With good anaphora the poet creates a kind of tension that is released into “wisdom” with a “punch” at the dismount.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night (September 26, 7-7:30 PM EST), I was interviewed with Deborah LaVeglia by Melissa Studdard for Tiferet Talk on Blog Talk Radio. Tiferet Talk is a bi-monthly radio show hosted by &lt;i&gt;TIFERET: A Journal of Spiritual Literature.&lt;/i&gt; Melissa is a superb interviewer, and I really enjoyed sharing thoughts about poetry with her and with Deborah (a long-time friend and colleague).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever started the day with a tune that pops into your head unbidden and repeats throughout the day as if it’s stuck on a continuous loop that won’t quit? Yesterday morning, an old song called “Stuck in the Middle with You” popped into my mind and stayed with me well into evening. It was never a favorite of mine, I don’t know all the words, and there was no good reason why that song spent so much time haunting me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Here's the song if you'd like to give it a listen.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning I did some research and learned that the “offenders” behind songs getting stuck in our minds are earworms (&lt;i&gt;ohrwurms&lt;/i&gt;, as they’re called in German). Earworms! Egad! Sounds like earwigs, but they’re not parasites that crawl into our heads through our ears and plant song-eggs. Earworms create a kind of compulsive experience (some say “brain itch”) that causes a tune to repeat in our minds. Various theories explain why this happens and, whatever the cause, it’s a common occurrence. In fact, Mark Twain used it as a plot device in his story&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://acephalous.typepad.com/acephalous/mark-twain-a-literary-nig.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"A Literary Nightmare."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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All of that notwithstanding, yesterday, between choruses of “Stuck in the Middle with You,” it occurred to me that a poetry prompt about being “stuck in the middle” might be an interesting idea. So, this week, let’s make some poetry-music that will stay in our readers’ heads!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;Think about:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;being in the middle of a relationship gone sour&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;being in the middle of a family conflict&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;being in the middle of a loss, a grief, or an illness&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;being in the middle of a divorce&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;being in the middle of making an important decision&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;being in a middleman/middlewoman (intermediary) situation&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;being middle aged&lt;/li&gt;
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Has there been a time in your life when you felt "stuck in the middle" of something? Use that time as the "historical" background, and tell the story in a narrative poem. (Caveat: Be sure not to get so caught up in story-telling that you neglect poetic techniques: imagery, figures of speech, line breaks, and sound quality.)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Examples:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16665"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Henry Lichenwalner: Living in the Middle" by Dave Etter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/22132"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;"Lament of the Middle Man" by Jay Parini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Extension:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In literature, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;in medias res &lt;/i&gt;(in the middle of things) is a technique in which the narrative starts in the middle of the story rather than at the beginning. This allows the writer to open with “dramatic action” and/or flashback to establish setting, characters, and situation. For an added challenge, you might want to try this technique in your poem about being in the middle of something.&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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