May Rejection Update
Notre Dame Review 12/23/05, rej 5/4/06
Black Warrior Review 12/19/05, rej 5/15/06
Margie 5/1/06, rej 5/15/06
ACM 8/9/05, rejected same submission twice: 3/27/06 & 5/19/06
Sentence 1/5/06, rej 5/26/06
Black Warrior Review 12/19/05, rej 5/15/06
Margie 5/1/06, rej 5/15/06
ACM 8/9/05, rejected same submission twice: 3/27/06 & 5/19/06
Sentence 1/5/06, rej 5/26/06
posted by Anonymous at 11:47 PM
7 Comments:
Got any challenges or writing exercises up your sleeve?
I'm desperately poemless today and could use a nudge.
If you've got one, lay it one me. Otherwise, I'll continue scouring the internet for some image or word or something to trigger a poem.
Heck, maybe we should make one up. Kinda like that guy who made up the 13 step exercise. Hmmmm.
Hi, Laurel.
Write a poem that's five sentences long. Two of the sentences should be short. One should long, and if possible, a complex, compound sentence. The other two should be neither short nor long.
Also, one of the sentences should be a question. And at least one should be a fragment.
In the poem use the words frond, mordant, and lobe. Also, use the name of a foreign city. Finally, a beverage should appear in this poem.
Good luck!
I'll try to do this, too.
You're kidding, right?
You ARE kidding....right?
Well, I wrote one in 5 minutes. I'll post it then I'm going to bed.
I'll probably tear it down in the morning.
I forgot the beverage so I altered my title slightly.
So, show me yours.
First I have to find a definition of mordant.
I'll send it to you tomorrow.
I posted mine then took it down. Did you see it? Did it meet all the requirements of the exercise?
Did you make this insane exercise up?
Mine's still up on my writing blog, I think, if you didn't catch it on the main blog.
I wanna see yours.
I had too look up mordant even though I had a vague idea of what it meant.
Frond. I love the word frond.
Okay, here's my exercise off the top of my head since I forgot I was supposed to be creating one--instead, I've been wandering far and wide across the vast, often empty plains of the internet:
Write a poem in which what you are trying to say is never explicitly said.
The poem should be, ideally, seven lines, but can go on as long as ten.
Refer to the moon and/or rain without actually blatantly naming them.
The poem should be an expression of longing, of ache.
Try writing it with an absent speaker. No I's, no you's. Try to steer clear of he's and she's.
Can this be done?
I'll ponder my own assignment while exercising.
I know I probably won't be able to get around that absent speaker. My poems are so full of I.
And maybe throw in an "oh" and one semi-colon and perhaps even a colon, eh?
Let's give it a go.
I changed the rules slightly. Go see my blog for the lowdown.
I can't get around the absent speaker, dammit, so I didn't mention that rule on my blog.
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