By the time I post this it will be midnight on April 15th, which marks the halfway point for this month’s writing challenges. My primary objective is to keep up with the remaining prompts for the #AtoZchallenge and NaPoWriMo 2016. I also want to complete the prompts that are missing so far.
Here’s what’s missing from the #AtoZchallenge: B, G, I, K, L and M, which is today’s letter.
I’ve completed a poem each day this week but am lagging farther behind on this challenge and still need poems for the following days:
Day 2- A family portrait
Day 3 – A fan letter to a celebrity or historical figure or someone/something you love
Day 4 – The cruelest month
Day 6 – A poem about food
Day 7 – A Tritina
Day 8 – A poem about a flower
Day 9 – A poem with a line you’re afraid to write
Day 10 – A book spine poem
Whew!!! Six A to Z write ups and eight poems to go plus each day’s new prompt, which is a total of 3 posts per day for the rest of the month! I think I can, I think I can, I think I can ….
Here is today’s prompt.
Today’s prompt comes to us from TJ Kearney, who invites us to try a seven-line poem called a san san, which means “three three” in Chinese (It’s also a term of art in the game Go). The san san has some things in common with the tritina, including repetition and rhyme. In particular, the san san repeats, three times, each of three terms or images. The seven lines rhyme in the pattern a-b-c-a-b-d-c-d
Majestic white clouds drift by in the blue sky
Above the maze of springtime shades of green
Sailing like swans, aloft on the gentle breeze.
Alone and free on a sea of blue they drift by
Bending slender necks they pause to preen
Earthbound, I gaze up and wonder whether
I’d like to sail away on wind-swept seas
or like a tree embrace my earthly tether.
Here’s today’s poetry prompt:
Have you ever flipped to the index of a book and found it super interesting? Well, I have (yes, I live an exciting life!) For example, the other day I pulled from my shelf a copy of on old book that excerpts parts of Ralph Waldo Emerson’s journals. Today, I challenge you to write your own index poem. You could start with found language from an actual index, or you could invent an index.
From Ansel Adams, A Biography by Mary Street Alinder a poem created from the index of his works.
Aspens, Northern, New Mexico,
Sand Dune, Sunrise.
Leaves Mount Ranier.
Americana, Cigar Store Indian,
Moon and Half Dome,
Sierra Nevada, The John Muir Trail.
This is not easy – I love the prompts and I want to write more poetry but I am off to a slow start. I’ll catch up with the earlier prompts later but here is my poem for today in response to the following prompt.
Today, I challenge you to write a poem in which you closely describe an object or place, and then end with a much more abstract line that doesn’t seemingly have anything to do with that object or place, but which, of course, really does An abstract, philosophical kind of statement closing out a poem that is otherwise intensely focused on physical, sensory details.
Quiet, except for birds’ evening songs.
Still, but for the gentle breeze making chimes ring.
Empty, until the girls arrive.
Swings sway idly in the evening breeze.
Suspended bridge lies still.
Climbing wall with slack chain resting.
Silent slides await them.
The still life comes alive
With happy shouts and squeals of joy.
Swings soar skyward.
Girls spin on the tilted wheel – then jump, landing softly.
Hidden scars from childhood past.
The optional poetry prompt for today was to write a poem that takes its inspiration from, or incorporates the name of heirloom seeds.
When Heirlooms Stray
Big Mama had too much Brandywine and slid down Kentucky’s Wonderpole
Small Sugar danced the Cocozelle by the light of the Blue Solaise
While Charleston Wakefield and Thomas Laxton stared in disbelief.
Mr. Stripey promised Purple Queen the Moon and Stars
Baby Blue Eyes danced the Frigatello with Tom Thumb
While the Arkansas Traveler rode away on a Green Zebra.
I’ve been out of town so I haven’t posted yet but I’ve checked the prompts every day. Participating in blogging events like NAPOWRIMO and Blogging U classes, are still the surest way for me to blog regularly.
I discovered National Poetry Writing Month (aka NAPOWRIMO) last year and made a few entries. It’s a great site for learning about different forms of poetry and discovering new poets. This year features a different poet in translation each day. Along with the optional prompt, the site includes a poem submitted by a participant in response to the previous day’s prompt.
Here is the prompt for Day 1:
Today, I challenge you to write a lune. This is a sort of English-language haiku. While the haiku is a three-line poem with a 5-7-5 syllable count, the lune is a three-line poem with a 5-3-5 syllable count. There’s also a variant based on word-count, instead of syllable count, where the poem still has three lines, but the first line has five words, the second line has three words, and the third line has five words again. Either kind will do, and you can write a one-lune poem, or write a poem consisting of multiple stanzas of lunes. Happy writing!
And my response entitled Wysteria:
Invasive, cascading waterfall of blue
Gone too soon
Harbinger of a southern Spring