It’s been some years since we’ve done index poetry, and I have to confess that it’s actually Table of Contents poetry. Last time we used Annie Dillard’s Table of Contents to The Writing Life, and the results you all shared were quite invigorating.
I will take the first word of each chapter listed in the Table of Contents of Brenda Ueland’s wonderful book, If you Want to Write. Your task is to rearrange these words into a poem that makes sense to you. You can add up to five of your own words, but not more. With punctuation, anything goes. Here you go!
You may remember the concept of “Poems of the Day” from earlier challenges on this blog. These poems are not necessarily your best work, but rather something that you sit down and let blarb onto the page, right now, without a whole lot of thought. You’re seeing what’s on your mind, but still pushing yourself to make it a poem, not a piece of free writing. Add line breaks, even stanzas.
Trust yourself. To quote Old Lodgeskins from the movie, Little Big Man, “Sometimes the magic works, and sometimes it doesn’t.” Even so, I’m a great believer in magic.
Surprise yourself. Share your Poem of the Day.
I have an affection for made-up words. One of the best examples I’ve read is from a James Thurber story called, “The Black Magic of Barney Haller.” Just to give you a taste, here is a quote.
“Did you know that even when it isn’t brilig I can produce slithy troves? Did you happen to know that the mome rath never lived that could outgrabe me? ”
Your challenge, should you choose to grangrept, is to write a short paragraph or zemp where you include words no one has ever blarbed before. Rezcoriate us. Crundle our peefalls. Set the bar at furksmits. Yamdunk away.
I am pleased to announce that my novel, The Glory Rites, is now available in paperback on Amazon. You can access the site by clicking on the cover and blurb to the right of this posting.
The prequel to The Glory Rites is being formatted for paperback right now. It is called The Old Powers. Coming soon!
Are these fantasy novels? Yes, but…. I’m not much for dragons, magical creatures, and evil wizards. I’m more interested in psychological development, and these books follow the personal growth of several characters. I’ve used plots that pit the existence of otherworldly powers against the spiritual issues of religion and humanism.
Do check out the Amazon site and consider ordering a book today. I’d really like to receive your review on the Amazon site as well. It’s your turn to give me feedback!
Alicia stood at the bus stop, counting the change in her pocket to make sure she had exact. It was either take the bus and skip lunch; or walk to work, be late, but be able to afford a cheap burger at noon. Her run-away-from-college-to San-Francisco adventure was going downhill. The ill-paying job as an elf in the Santa Claus section of the Emporium department store had been forcing certain of life’s unpleasant realities on her. She realized she didn’t know how to cook (and only owned two pans), had no friends to speak of, was scared to drive the Honda 150 cc motorcycle she’d spent her thin savings on (hoping to turn her life into a cool adventure), and didn’t know what to do with herself on the weekends when she could barely afford to eat. Her two room apartment was empty except for one folding chair, a sleeping bag, and a table made out of a cardboard shipping box. How was this all going to turn out?
The one tiny window was glued shut with many gummy layers of paint. It had never been opened as far as Ramon knew. Problem was, it was the only way out of the silo workshop now that the ladders to the loft space had been sabotaged. He was getting hungry. And thirsty. Twelve year old single malt scotch was not going to be good for dehydration.
well, I revised my site, and that’s new. But more importantly, my daffodils are new, my latest trip over a throw rug is new (lovely new knee bruise), the smell in my compost collection can is new, and the appearance of the sandhill cranes is new. What’s new with you?