MADNESS IN SEARCH OF COMMON GROUND

[SpermFactory]

Again, I'm just thinking out loud. I'd love to hear everyone's ideas.

Entire poems inspired by a single line in another Lit poet’s poem.

 

[SapioSexual9]

27 Poems and related things to read and I see @SpermFactory inciting love splat splatting in my thread

My lecturing guy, Zero 101 “Get over here”

Speaking of splat splatting NOW NOW NOW. I would remove it NOW. Because Sperm you are cheat writing a repetitious poem in epizeuxis .

Although if sperm could speak all it would ever say is NOW NOW NOW! And in hard centric hilarity though of ovulating eggs responding
YES Yes Ya ya ya yesss.”



On posting writing exercises, take them down? Leave them up?

I think, in communal spaces if we can’t hear another’s voice all we hear is our own. To paraphrase a @SapioSexual9 line,

“…men see their lips moving and think of Lesbians.” The “their” being other men.

It’s probably why humanity isn’t speaking any more. We can’t hear another’s creative voice without being Judge Dread and Judy.

Well, how do we know what’s good or bad if both good and bad don’t exist? In argument with myself, who needs to eat dog shit to know it tastes like dog shit? So I left my drek sketch an idea poem Punched Time posted. It along with other thought experimentsI have left posted. They are all examples of the value of fearless creative stupidity.

“Thoughtless, I am stupid therefore I am thoughtful.” Plato-re-sized. I love being wrong especially when righted.

42, when is a ramble a ramble. And, I see you two are speaking Bro code () I raise You & Sperm an eyebrow.
Tidy this up

 

[42BelowsBack]

42, when is a ramble a ramble. And, I see you two are speaking Bro code () I raise You & Sperm an eyebrow.
Tidy this up

Thanks for that. Done. Refer below.

I thank my bad poems for showing me my good poems.

(Like a ball of string the poet’s Bro Code must be killing you). Whir er um.

 

[SpermFactory]

NOW NOW NOW REVIEWED by order of his magnitude-ness, 42 said, Speaking of splat splatting NOW NOW NOW. I would remove it NOW. Because Sperm you are cheat writing with epizeuxis.


The curse of repetition in Ancient Greece.

Hereby the variously named Sisyphus, Sisyphos is re-sentenced.
Nearby forward rolls his rock back and back and back and forth.

Therein became he the birth of the laborious and futile Sisyphean.
Wherein the cursed Sisyphean futile and laborious was birthed.

Thereof this fool of a son of King Aeolus of Aolia cheated death.
Whereof the mountain ever looked upon the rock and Sisyphus.

Therewith his rock this first Sisyphean looked upon the mountain.
Wherewith Sisyphos cursed still rolls back and back and forth his rock.

 

[SpermFactory]

And, I see you two are speaking Bro code ()

Wrong. We were speaking poem code.
However, speaking of things written in Bro code.

@Angeline wrote.

I don't think you boys should be so sure about the eggs' acquiesce.

I assume. On behalf of all sperm 42 replied,

Before he could delete his , @NivKay and I caught it
@sapio you’ve got to get up earlier to catch 42 when he is, 42 code talking. And thank you for advising 42 to render his ramble resized

 

[42BelowsBack]

I'm also thinking of exercises/games where you have to name a metaphor for whatever the person above you says (like you say "cloud" and I say "cotton fluff" and the next person says a metaphor for "cotton fluff" and so on).

Maybe? A chain link challenge where we link everyone’s metaphors into a poem?

Clouds of cotton fluffs crowd the sky.

 

[Angeline]

Maybe? A chain link challenge where we link everyone’s metaphors into a poem?

Clouds of cotton fluffs crowd the sky.

Look up. Cotton fluff is floating, crowding the blues.

 

[SmilingLez]

We've done form "teach-in" threads in the past. A few of the usual suspects participate and everyone else heads for the hills lol.

The Revise-a-Poem thread is showing that people are willing to workshop and give feedback. I think that thread or maybe something like a poem of the week, where one brave individual offers up a poem for a week's worth of critique and revision could work well. I'm also thinking of exercises/games where you have to name a metaphor for whatever the person above you says (like you say "cloud" and I say "cotton fluff" and the next person says a metaphor for "cotton fluff" and so on). Or maybe we do similar exercises/games with alliteration or assonance or rhyme, just fun silliness that gives opportunities to practice poetry essentials. I'd love exercises to practice writing a line in a specific meter: that's something I'd like to try.

I'm sure if we researched online we'd find lots of prompts or games that afford opportunities to practice the tools of poetry.

Again, I'm just thinking out loud. I'd love to hear everyone's ideas.

Exercises to practice writing a line in a specific meter sounds like a wonderful challenge. Perhaps suggesting a topic for our poetry and everyone using their own style to embrace that topic

 

[Waeponwifestre]

I'd love exercises to practice writing a line in a specific meter: that's something I'd like to try.

Writing metrically is lovely
Trochees specially are fun
Breaking mores of our language
Twisting English into circles
Turning speaking into chanting
Hearing why the Bard of Avon
Put these sounds into the mouths of
Fairies, witches, gods and madmen
Left the iambs for the mortals

High school once made meter boring
Made it seem like such a prison
Turning sonnets into cell blocks
Much like most of my school learning
Long did I retreat to free verse
Till I learned and studied music
Learned that composers would practice
Writing pieces called études
Pieces written just for practice
All around a single concept
Tonal key, technique or form
Often I’ve thought poems would be a
Fitting place for études intoned

Self-imposed capricious rules
Extra plates to spin while writing
Make it more fun but they also
Made me realize that by binding
Chaining myself to a meter
Never was I in a prison
Never locked away by language
Rather it’s become a playground
Full of wonder and excitement
Though I fear that speaking trochees
Like a Scottish witch of Hecate’s
After writing this is now like
Yesterday’s old Christmas present

Silly though this poem may be
Mostly needed I to express
Practice sections would be lovely
Getting better with more techniques
Putting more tools in my toolbelt
Finding new ways to hack English
Something that I’d like to see

 

[Angeline]

Writing metrically is lovely
Trochees specially are fun
Breaking mores of our language
Twisting English into circles
Turning speaking into chanting
Hearing why the Bard of Avon
Put these sounds into the mouths of
Fairies, witches, gods and madmen
Left the iambs for the mortals

High school once made meter boring
Made it seem like such a prison
Turning sonnets into cell blocks
Much like most of my school learning
Long did I retreat to free verse
Till I learned and studied music
Learned that composers would practice
Writing pieces called études
Pieces written just for practice
All around a single concept
Tonal key, technique or form
Often I’ve thought poems would be a
Fitting place for études intoned

Self-imposed capricious rules
Extra plates to spin while writing
Make it more fun but they also
Made me realize that by binding
Chaining myself to a meter
Never was I in a prison
Never locked away by language
Rather it’s become a playground
Full of wonder and excitement
Though I fear that speaking trochees
Like a Scottish witch of Hecate’s
After writing this is now like
Yesterday’s old Christmas present

Silly though this poem may be
Mostly needed I to express
Practice sections would be lovely
Getting better with more techniques
Putting more tools in my toolbelt
Finding new ways to hack English

Showoff!

 

[Waeponwifestre]

Showoff!

It’s really just like the one trick I’m kind of ok at lol there’s a looooot of stuff I’d really like to practice like getting better at carrying through interesting metaphors

 

[Angeline]

It’s really just like the one trick I’m kind of ok at lol there’s a looooot of stuff I’d really like to practice like getting better at carrying through interesting metaphors

You are very good and not just at writing metered lines. You understand and produce traditional forms at lightning speed, you're great with rhyme, and I've seen you produce some lovely, arresting images. And your explication of Tennyson's Shalott is thoughtful and innovative. Can you improve? Yes. So can I, so can we all. And I think practice in the form of exercises/games will be good for all of us!