Happy Saturday poets, I hope you are ready for a trip in the Way Back machine. Brian Miller here and I have invited one of our pub regulars, Shawna of RosemaryMint to tend the pub for us today. She has provided us with some definite fun for the day, so without further ado, take it away Shawna…
Poetry has become quite the obsession for me of late, both writing and reading it. I consume yours almost daily. Beyond that, I supplement my dverse intake with web sites and library books featuring poets, both favored and unfamiliar.
Last week, I checked out a book called The Best American Poetry, edited by David Lehman and Robert Bly.
“The best of all time?” I wondered. This would certainly be a good read!
I did not notice the grey numerals backed by blaring in-your-face red shouting “1999” at me from the upper, right-hand corner. I often miss the obvious in favor of the oblique, like the small, empty coat hanger fading into the book’s jacket. Why was it drawn there? In 1999, who would nail-dangle a hanger on a wall? I don’t know about you, but I had a walk-in closet.
So what were you doing in 1999?
Which experiences do you recall vividly?
Were you in love?
What were your secrets?
Who was family to you?
What cars/music/styles did you like/dislike?
Who were you? Have you changed?
What do you wish you could forget?
In 1999, were you yet a writer? What does the passage of time mean for your writing? In The Best American Poetry (1999), Robert Bly says the following about writers, language, and the slipping away of one decade at a time:
“Many contemporary writers persuade themselves it is good not to have inwardness, not to have intensity, not to engage layers of meaning, not to have pungent phrasings, not to allow the heat of that sort of language … It’s possible that the particular heat which we call style amounts to recognizing and remembering the flavor of the decade in which one became an adult. … When the irreplaceable flavor of a given decade disappears, our language loses its vigor and becomes merely useful. … All of us, poets, essayists, and fiction writers alike, are being pressured by example to remove flavor from our work, along with our idiosyncrasies. We are fighting a front-line action against the cooling of language, …”
To tell you the truth, I found Bly’s introduction more interesting than the majority of the poetry presented in the remainder of the book. So if recalling the year 1999 doesn’t get your poetic juices flowing, consider mulling over Bly’s thoughts and integrating them into your poem, brimming with your own idiosyncratic heat.
To participate in this week’s prompt:
- Write an original poem based on the prompt provided.
- Post it on your blog.
- Click the Mr. Linky button below. When a new window opens, enter your name and the direct url for your poem.
- Visit others who have accepted the challenge.
- Have fun taking a trip back to 1999.
brian miller said:
great job on the prompt shawna…this will be a lot of fun…was living in north carolina in 1999…it was a year before a lot of things changed for me…i do really like that quote from the intro…
New View From Here said:
Thanks, Brian. I’m excited too. 🙂 Loved your poem! … I was quite taken by Bly’s writing as well; I’ll have to look up more of his work.
Shawna said:
I really enjoyed your Y2K piece, Brian. “apoca-lips” Ha! … You know what’s funny? I didn’t even think about that topic in relation to the prompt until my husband mentioned it. I wonder how many people will tackle the prompt from that angle.
claudia said:
yep…great job on the prompt shawna…i dusted my diary off and dived back into the year 1999 – was quite an emotional ride, re-living some of the things again..
Shawna said:
Thanks, Claudia! … Snapshots from your diary, huh? I can’t wait to dive in myself. 🙂
Mary said:
In 1999 I had an experience that really left an impression on me. For me it was an ‘innocent’ year before so many things changed. Nice prompt.
Shawna said:
Hmmm, we all have one of those, don’t we? “an innocent year before things changed” … I can’t wait to read your piece, Mary.
ManicDdaily said:
Shawna! How are you? I read Brian’s post this morning and, being a bit older than many of you, was swept back in my time machine to something more like 1969, so have been thinking and writing about that off and on all day I’m wondering if I can be a bit dyslexic for purposes of this exercise! Not that 1999 wasn’t a vivid time too, in its way, but my brain has been percolating thirty years further back. K.
Shawna said:
Oh girl, I invite dyslexia and rule-breaking. By all means, take your words where the muses lead.
brian miller said:
just make your title 1999 – 30 =
hahah
Shawna said:
LOL … nice
ManicDdaily said:
Thanks.
hedgewitch said:
Thanks for hosting today Shawna–this is a very compelling and writable prompt, and this time, I promise I really will write something for you. ;_) In 1999, I had stopped writing completely, had pretty much decided it was no longer a part of my life. I’d even given up my daily journals which I’d kept since the 1960’s. I’m off to go see what i can find to say about all that.
Shawna said:
I’d imagine most writers will be able to relate to your story; we’ve all probably pushed writing aside to concentrate on “real” life, what might be seen as more important or productive. It’s a painful decision to make. And oh how good it feels to pick up the “pen” and resume what comes most naturally. I’m so glad you’re writing again!
tashtoo said:
I became a Mom…and for the first time in my life realized it was not all about me 😉 Love me some time travel…
Shawna said:
Ha ha ha! That is a harsh realization. But beautiful. When I had Kaya, I felt like I had genuine purpose for the first time in my life.
brian miller said:
oh how my life changed when i had kids….smiles.
Shawna said:
Such a loaded statement. They do change the world. Precious little devils. 🙂
brian miller said:
haha…oh i love them….
Shawna said:
I like your new photo, Natasha. You’re lovely.
Glenn Buttkus said:
Well, Shawna, came up with both an homage to Richard Brautigan, and a memory-laden illustration of my recall of a piece of 1999; enjoy.
Shawna said:
Fantastic, Glenn. I look forward to reading both. And then I’ll have to read something of Brautigan’s. What would you recommend?
Glenn Buttkus said:
TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA
Shawna said:
Thanks, Glenn. I’ll check it out. 🙂
Grace said:
I enjoyed writing for this prompt… it was certainly another time and place for me. I look forward to reading everyone’s share of their journey ~
Thanks for the post and prompt ~
Shawna said:
“another time and place” indeed! And we will all feel that in such different ways. I have thoroughly enjoyed the pieces I’ve read thus far and am excited to see where the next few hours will take us (back to).
Sheila said:
awesome prompt, Shawna. And that quote from Bly makes me so sad because I believe it is true. So much of the published work I read is lacking in intensity and layers. I don’t understand it – why editor’s are looking to publish such muted poetry. thank, God, for poetry blogs where I find real, raw, and relatable-to-me poetry.
Shawna said:
“why editors are looking to publish such muted poetry” … This makes me wonder at what is assumed about readers, and whether or not the assumptions are true. Are the target readers lovers of poetry or just readers in general? Does the audience prefer clear, unlayered, straightforward poetry? Who is driving what we write … is it the author, the editor, or the reader?
Ruth said:
1999? I thought, what…? then I remembered… 🙂
Shawna said:
Ha ha ha! I’d almost blocked it out too … until I saw it printed across the top of that book. 🙂
Daydreamertoo said:
Gosh, had to get my thinking cap on for this one too 🙂
Great prompt, thanks to Shawna and all at the pub !
Shawna said:
I’m so glad someone’s wearing a hat. We wore hats in the ’90s, didn’t we? This convo makes me think of Blossom. Loved her!
charlesmashburn said:
Lots of empty seats in here this afternoon. Am I early, or is there something going on I’m not aware of? Hellloooooo?
brian miller said:
we are just getting started charles…smiles.
Shawna said:
Perhaps ’99 memories have captured the audience and the writers are reminiscing … hopefully enjoying what they recall.
Shawna said:
Then again, spring IS in the air. Some may be enjoying the poetry outside this afternoon.
charlesmashburn said:
I can’t complain, Shawna! I got 20 hits on the poem in less than 30 minutes!
Shawna said:
🙂
Fantastic, Charles! It’s much easier to get your work read on Thursdays and Saturdays than on Tuesdays, with 160+ competitive contributions. I know I can’t read them all! Kudos to Brian and Claudia who seem to hit most of them.
brian miller said:
it is def a much more intimate enviroment…and easier to get around to everyone…and i do try to hit most…there are those that dont ever comment on anyone and once i notice that i usually start skipping them….
Shawna said:
I really don’t know how you do it! I haven’t been completely caught up all afternoon. But I’m having a blast; thank you for inviting me to host, Brian.
brian miller said:
ah you are doing a great job shawna…love all the interaction you bring to the table….
charlesmashburn said:
When there’s not so many, I try to hit them all too. I have to tell you, there are some awesome poets on this site!
Shawna said:
Indeed there are!
Beth Winter said:
Loved the article. I had a stand-outside-and-frantically-search closet myself. I am going to keep this prompt in mind and see if I can write for it in the morning. End of day is never good for me for writing but early early mornings… my time. See you soon, I hope. 1999 or close enough. 🙂
Shawna said:
I hope you enjoy mulling over your memories, Beth. I look forward to reading you in the morning. Have a lovely evening!
yoga-adan said:
1999 !!!
i was but a baby of 49 going on 50 then 😉
nice quote from robert bly, and nice write up, thanks shawna
Shawna said:
You’re welcome! I can’t wait to see what you come up with. And on the topic of age, I find it to be more about the condition and health of the body and mind than the number of years one has lived. There is a certain inevitability of physical and mental decline and dulling. But if one chooses to do the necessary work to maintain sharpness, then he/she can enjoy “youth” and vitality for a greater number of years. In my opinion, yoga is one of the best ways to achieve such a state of mind and body.
yoga-adan said:
you are very right on i think shawna, you, young lady, should age beautifully and gracefully 😉
Shawna said:
Thank you, kindly. I’ll accept that blessing with gratitude. 🙂
John (@bookdreamer) said:
1999 is for a very different poem then the one I did! But it links to the ideas in the introduction
Shawna said:
It WAS different! But I thought it fit the prompt well. Thanks for joining in.
Fireblossom said:
“Cooling of language”? What kind of idiotic notion is that? Bring the heat.
1999 is like the frigging stone age to me now. Good riddance.
Shawna said:
Ha! No one could ever accuse you of writing without heat, Shay. 🙂
ManicDdaily said:
Shawna, it was such a nice prompt I put my 1969 poem aside, and did something new. (Agh!) It’s not so great, but glad to participate. K.
Shawna said:
I’ve never read anything of yours that wasn’t great, so I hardly believe your claim. But I’m quite familiar with that feeling. Particularly today, under pressure. I couldn’t seem to write anything worthy of much more than a “decent” stamp. 😉
Yousei Hime said:
Ok, I humbly suggest you all thank me for not finding my journal from 1999. Mine flows with enough choking drivel as is. 😉 Great job on the prompt, Shawna. Shall we all be Dr. Frankensteins and recreate our poetic language from pieces of the past. What wonderful, beautiful, terrifying monsters we’ll create.
Shawna said:
I invite, nay require, your monsters to come out and play.
brian miller said:
haha, well thank you then…smiles.
Shawna said:
I didn’t think *you* needed an invitation. 🙂
Mary Mansfield said:
This was a very different kind of poem for me, different than anything else I think I’ve ever written. While taking my little trip down Memory Lane and reviewing some of the notable events of 1999, I was drawn to write this, even though the particular event didn’t have so much significance for me at the time. But, when it comes to my muse, these days I’m happy to play Follow-the-Leader. Heck, I’m just happy she shows up occasionally! Looking forward to reading some other little trips back in time. Thanks for a great prompt as always here at the Pub! 🙂
Shawna said:
“This was a very different kind of poem for me, different than anything else I think I’ve ever written.” I’m excited to hear this! I think it’s important for a writer to step outside of his/her comfort zone. I’m glad you followed your muse off the beaten path. 🙂
Samuel Peralta / Semaphore said:
Great prompt, Shawna, but I’m not going to make it, I think. My poems take forever to write, it’s just my obsession with editing. But I’m reading a lot of good poems!
Shawna said:
No problem if you can’t squeeze anything out. But I’m a huge fan of tiny poems. So I’d love to see a haiku, senryu, or mini-poetic-burst. I love taking one thought or phrase and really compacting my creative imagery and word play. I’m always amazed at how much louder a little poem can speak than a big one, sometimes. Don’t you find that to be true?
brian miller said:
alright poets, heading to bed…be back in the morning to catch up with the overnights….
Shawna said:
I can’t tell you how happy I was when my husband reminded me of the hour loss and suggested the girls and I stay home from church today. I was exhausted! Can’t wait to see what all you night owls were up to in the wee hours.
Bodhirose said:
I was a couple of years separated and feeling much better about myself…a real time of growth and fun…at last.
brian miller said:
nice…know that felt good…smiles….
Bodhirose said:
It sure did…it had been a long haul…
Shawna said:
“feeling much better about myself” … Always a welcomed change. Oh how our self-esteem fluctuates depending on our external and internal temperatures and weather.
Bodhirose said:
You are so right about that self-esteem fluctuating, Shawna. Thanks for a great prompt and the eye-opening quote from Robert Bly…
I also love how you responded to everyone who left a comment here…very nice of you…albeit time-consuming…
Gay Reiser Cannon said:
Long several days, but so appreciated your article Shawna. I remember that year I got dsl and a big new desktop computer and monitor which was huge. I played with that and my expectations that in this millennium we’d all be riding in airships to the stars!
claudia said:
..riding in airships to the stars sounds wonderful…
Shawna said:
Ha ha ha! That’s hilarious. 🙂 Makes me think of that Back to the Future movie in which everyone was driving hover cars, flying through the sky, etc.
Goodness, we just got DSL for the first time about 2 years ago! … I remember when I first got a giant monitor at work, and then the upgrade to having two linked monitors. I was so very important and connected to the right IT people. 🙂
David King said:
I found this difficult and didn’t have time to do it justice, so I skewed it just a bit. Not sure if you could call it an original poem: possibly not.
claudia said:
oh i loved it..
Shawna said:
I’m a huge fan of skew. Thanks for playing along even if it was difficult and not your cup of tea. You’re a trooper.
rob kistner said:
I’m old, I don’t remember what happened last week, much less in 1999 — I was 52 in ’99, all I remember I made it to 2000… but this old man did offer a piece here as a small blow against the “cooling” of language — hope it’s “hot” enough…
Shawna said:
Smashing! I’m thrilled to hear there’s another “hot” piece floating around out there. I really thought more people might go in that direction.
I hear you on not remembering last week. My husband asked me a question about something that may or may not have happened last week, and I replied that I did not remembering a single event or nugget of information about that particular 7-day burst of time. I forget everything! The only reason I remember ’99 at all is that I know I got married that year and also graduated from college.
Wander said:
This is my first offering for this site, I hope to come back again!
Wander
claudia said:
warm welcome Wander…hope you’re enjoying the place..
Shawna said:
Thanks for having my back “this morning,” Claudia. (I have no idea what time it is in Germany.) Three children don’t respond well when mommy says, “Girls, don’t interrupt me. I have to read poetry for the next 24 to 48 hours! Love ya.” 🙂 Plus, after snacking on all that poetry last night, I slept extremely well and hard. Can’t wait for my morning (pot of) coffee, though.
How do you all drink your coffee? Or do you have a different beverage preference entirely?
brian miller said:
great to see you here wander…
Shawna said:
Good morning, Brian. It looks like things were hopping around here while I was sleeping and tending to little ones! 🙂 Thanks for keeping things going.
Shawna said:
Yay! How exciting. So have you been reading the poems submitted here for a while? Your name seems familiar. We’re so glad to have you. 🙂
brian miller said:
wander has been around for a bit…but not here, he def knows how to twist a story…been reading him for a bit, so it took me back a step when he said it was his first time…i am just used to seeing him around…
Nikhil Jain said:
Nice work!!!
Shawna said:
Thanks, Nikhil. Everyone has done such a great job with the prompt. Headed off to read yours now. 🙂
Shawna said:
Okay, friends. Someone has to write me another poem. I can’t handle the number of submissions hanging at 49. First of all, I hate nines. Second of all, I hate odd numbers (unless they’re multiples of five). But I can’t tell you how delighted I will feel if we 1) break into the fifties and 2) end on an even number.
Thanks in advance. Love you. 🙂
Shawna said:
Yay for Viv! Lucky #50. 🙂 Thank you!
brian miller said:
ha just coming in from being at a baseball game all afternoon…got a little sun and could really use a nap but…will catch up first…smiles.
Shawna said:
Hope you’re able to squeeze in a nap before dinner, B. Sunday afternoon sleep is the best, isn’t it?
brian miller said:
it most def is…ha…nah my boys def wont let that happen…maybe an early bed time…
Shawna said:
I’m headed to church; I’ll check in when I get back to see if there are any latecomers.