One must make a distinction however: when dragged into prominence by half poets, the result is not poetry, nor till the autocrats among us can be “literalists of the imagination”—above insolence and triviality and can present for inspection, imaginary gardens with real toads in them, shall we have it.
Friday, September 9, 2011
A Word with Laurie
We live in a hurried society with communication right at our fingertips. Our mobile devices cling to us like babies on our hips. There has never been a better time for poets and writers to share their passion with the world; press ‘send’ and you’re there.
At the same time, people are being bombarded with messages, texts, emails and status updates. Many discover they have a limited amount of time to read everything they would like to. I don’t know about you, but I would rather not have someone pass over my piece because it is too long. So today I’d like to offer you the opportunity to write a short poem.
One word. That’s all I’m asking of you; to incorporate the word I give you into your poem. But wait! There’s a catch. The piece can be no longer than eight lines. AND you must time yourself. The poem should be written in a minute.
I’d like to bring a little music to our poetry, so the word I’ve chosen is allegro (briskly) which is how you should embrace this challenge.
To sum it up:
One word (allegro), one octave, one minute