Welcome to Scribbling for Poetics. This evening I want us to take a look at Grammar, THE RULES, and how to break them. ( I have thought long and hard this evening about the prompt and if to change but I considered so many different directions to reflect what is happening in the world that I just went round in circles!) If the current state of things needs to find its way into your work, I trust that it will, Grammar or no.

Let me begin by offering a couple of fine examples.

anyone lived in a pretty how town
By ee cummings

anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn’t he danced his did.

Women and men (both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain

children guessed (but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more

when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone’s any was all to her

someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then)they
said their nevers they slept their dream

stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)

one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was

all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
with by spirit and if by yes.

Women and men (both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain

A Carafe, that is a Blind Glass
by Gertrude Stein

A kind in glass and a cousin a spectacle and nothing strange a single hurt color and an arrangement in a system to pointing. All this and not ordinary, not unordered in not resembling. The difference is spreading

So hopefully the challenge is quite clear.

Pen please a word of poetical prose.

Rhyme it may do so or not so maybe.

At all attention to grammar pay no.

You luck good I wish

set your on

marks get


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