Isolated Poetry Blurt

[unpredictablebijou]

You're welcome. I just thought I'd share my own experience since PFD had become the topic.

It is just good to see you back in here, for one thing. It's a weird place to actually live, the PFD, (one reason I fit in so well, lawl) but visitors, summer vacationers and other guests are always welcome too. Your energy was missed.

bj

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I do wish folks would stop talking in codes

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I do wish folks would stop talking in codes

May I be of some translation assistance to you?

Always happy to help. What do you need decoded?

bj

 

[UnderYourSpell]

~pfd~

 

[unpredictablebijou]

~pfd~

Poetry Forum and Discussion.

This place, as opposed to, say, the Author's Hangout and the BDSM Cafe.

Sometimes I make a typo and call it the BFD.

as in Big Fuckin' Deal. Which we are. It's important to take ourselves very very seriously at all times.

bj

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I went in what looked to be an interesting thread on AH and all except one ignored me so I thought take your little clique and shove it where the sun don't shine

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I went in what looked to be an interesting thread on AH and all except one ignored me so I thought take your little clique and shove it where the sun don't shine

I had some similar experiences.

Not that the PFD can't be snarky too. I think the main thing is, there's no point in pointing at some OTHER group and saying, "they're all bastards over there," or whatever. It's just silly to generalize like that.

And that's all Champie was responding to - a thread about good and bad writing suddenly turned into a "let's trash the poetry forum" thing. And as Champie says, yo, that's my 'hood you talkin' bout.

But it's all over now anyway, pretty much. We can save NJ's dry biscuits for another time.

bj

 

[CeriseNoire]

It is just good to see you back in here, for one thing. It's a weird place to actually live, the PFD, (one reason I fit in so well, lawl) but visitors, summer vacationers and other guests are always welcome too. Your energy was missed.

bj

Thank you. I didn't think anyone would notice I'd gone.

I just always feel like I should be productive when I come over here, and the last few challenges have been way beyond my current abilities, so I've stuck to lurking

 

[sassynyc]

Thank you. I didn't think anyone would notice I'd gone.

I just always feel like I should be productive when I come over here, and the last few challenges have been way beyond my current abilities, so I've stuck to lurking

Hi CeriseNoire. I don't know you, but I do remember you from having read some of your poetry. You can always try unearthing some old threads if you want to get the juices flowing again. It's what I do when I feel a drought coming on. I'd recently been going through th 5 senses thread, for that very reason, and started writing from previous lists. I came across quite a few of your poems.

If the poetry bug's not bitin', you can come over here to lolligag......we do that too.

 

[Guest]

Sometimes you say too much with words, show me instead then I really will listen.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Sometimes you say too much with words, show me instead then I really will listen.

Is that the voyeur's lament?

 

[Guest]

Is that the voyeur's lament?

Just a poetry blurt.

 

[Guest]

I'd like to learn how to write a proper sonnet so I can frig with and create something that doesn't appear to be a sonnet since I dislike rhyming poems—alot.

 

[Angeline]

I'd like to learn how to write a proper sonnet so I can frig with and create something that doesn't appear to be a sonnet since I dislike rhyming poems—alot.

The easiest way, imo, to learn how to write an Elizabethan sonnet is to read Shakespeare's sonnets. That way you get a sense of the iambic pentameter rhythm. For me, it's easier to get the sound of that rhythm in my head than to be consciously thinking about where stresses should fall in a line. So if I get the line:

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day

in my mind, I know I can substitute other words that fit that same sound. And if I do this through three quatrains and a couplet I've written an Elizabethan sonnet.

The other thing that I find very helpful to undertanding how to put a sonnet together is to recognize that an Elizabethan sonnet has a thematic path that wends through the lines. It begins with a statement (like comparing one's lover to a summer day), expands on it, resolves any problem that may be related to whatever the theme is and then summarizes the resolution in the couplet. If you read through a bunch of Shakespeare's sonnets, you'll see this is always the case.

And I think you're wise to try to learn this before you take it in another direction. If you read modern sonnets, say by Ted Berrigan for example, you'll see the connection to the traditional form and then the way in which Berrigan chose to shape it to his own purposes. You learn the tradition then you change it to fit whatever you want to do.



(I am available for private lessons and sonnet parties.)

 

[Guest]

The easiest way, imo, to learn how to write an Elizabethan sonnet is to read Shakespeare's sonnets. That way you get a sense of the iambic pentameter rhythm. For me, it's easier to get the sound of that rhythm in my head than to be consciously thinking about where stresses should fall in a line. So if I get the line:

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day

in my mind, I know I can substitute other words that fit that same sound. And if I do this through three quatrains and a couplet I've written an Elizabethan sonnet.

The other thing that I find very helpful to undertanding how to put a sonnet together is to recognize that an Elizabethan sonnet has a thematic path that wends through the lines. It begins with a statement (like comparing one's lover to a summer day), expands on it, resolves any problem that may be related to whatever the theme is and then summarizes the resolution in the couplet. If you read through a bunch of Shakespeare's sonnets, you'll see this is always the case.

Oh, sheesh. I got homework to do.

(I am available for private lessons and sonnet parties.)

I will take you up on that sometime soon-ish.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

It seems like all I do is spend my time getting accustomed to new empty spaces.

Cat shaped, people shaped, heart shaped.

 

[champagne1982]

It seems like all I do is spend my time getting accustomed to new empty spaces.

Cat shaped, people shaped, heart shaped.

Thankfully, the noble gases called love and affection are true to their state and fill their container completely. Let them into those shapes and make you feel whole.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Thankfully, the noble gases called love and affection are true to their state and fill their container completely. Let them into those shapes and make you feel whole.

You are a true jewel.

bj

 

[CeriseNoire]

Watching them march I remember
how beautiful people are.

 

[Tzara]

Sorry, this is no poetic blurt, but I thank God for the CBC.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I haven't done everything I wanted to do, but ces la vie, que sera sera and all that they were denied me, No children to sing a lullaby and fret over or cry about me going. It comes to each of us so all in all I would be content to go now, while I still have my faculties. Heaven forbid I should linger in some home unloved and incontinent. Would you think me gross and unbalanced if we had the party now while I can appreciate it? I could greet you all and then get to say my goodbyes, we could talk about the good times we've had and one thing's for certain it would be a party to remember me by. There would be only a couple of stipulations, please wear your brightest clothes and have a good time just for me. Perhaps just once more we could make use of the 'Bistro backroom' go out with a bang as it were!

 

[Safe_Bet]

hot sex like the zest from Louisiana hot sauce…

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I think it may be possible to listen to too much Nina Simone for one's own good.

 

[sassynyc]

Nina's voice blows wild
an instrument in itself
wild, wild is the wind

 

[Guest]

Shit that's slung around inside hits the fan and I stay pretty. Sometimes, it's good to be an outsider.