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One of the poems i had to read at school was by a Swedish Author Anna-Maria Lenngren (1754-1817) called: Some words of advice to my dear daughter, if I had one.
As often with poetry when I grew up I never really read it (or liked it), but the title made me realize that this was really in the form of a letter. Furthermore it marks an absence of a daughter already in the title which of course means a lot.
The form of writing a letter to someone, real or imaginary is one of the oldest form of poetry dating back to Horace and Ovid and has been used throughout the history.
It can be in the form of a love letter to a dear one, an open letter to a wider audience or a letter to a imaginary friend, in many cases it’s really a letter to yourself.
The most important when you write a letter is of course to clearly think who the letter is addressed to. Often the title of the poem becomes the address of the letter. You can start the poem as you do with letters, dear N.N. or you can abstain. Maybe it could be a “Dear John” letter.
The second thing is to think of a place where you are writing from. Are you travelling maybe, or alone with the echoes of your room?
The last thing to think is why you are writing the letter. Do you want to tell them something exciting, scold or advice? Do you want to engage an audience to your cause? Do you want to tell a story, or do you just want to somebody to answer you? Maybe you are writing to a wall
Letter to N.Y by Elizabeth Bishop
For Louise Crane
In your next letter I wish you’d say
where you are going and what you are doing;
how are the plays and after the plays
what other pleasures you’re pursuing:
taking cabs in the middle of the night,
driving as if to save your soul
where the road gose round and round the park
and the meter glares like a moral owl,
and the trees look so queer and green
standing alone in big black caves
and suddenly you’re in a different place
where everything seems to happen in waves,
and most of the jokes you just can’t catch,
like dirty words rubbed off a slate,
and the songs are loud but somehow dim
and it gets so teribly late,
and coming out of the brownstone house
to the gray sidewalk, the watered street,
one side of the buildings rises with the sun
like a glistening field of wheat.
–Wheat, not oats, dear. I’m afraid
if it’s wheat it’s none of your sowing,
nevertheless I’d like to know
what you are doing and where you are going.
When you have set these three things your poem will write itself. It can be short, it can be long, it can be rhymed or free. You have all the choice in the world as long as it has be clearly addressed and tell something of the world.
The rest of us are just curious to peek over your shoulder and read your words.
When you have written your poem on your blog, link it below and remember to read and comment on our secret letters.
Have fun.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Good evening… I hope you can let me read many letters tonight
Frank Hubeny said:
Thanks for hosting, Bjorn. Interesting prompt. It focuses the attention differently than a word prompt.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
I also think it’s a way of really thinking about who you are writing the poem for… simply trying to address the poem made me think in new ways.
kim881 said:
Good evening, Bjorn, from freezing, snowy Norfolk! I have only a few rows to knit and sheep faces and legs to embroider and my grandson’s blanket will be finished. It has been keeping me warm as it grows. I’m still not sure whether I will get down to Surrey on Saturday but I he’ might hang on in there until I arrive!
I hope everyone is keeping warm and look forward to a variety of letter poems.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
We have the same cold weather… though it has ceased to blow as much… still it’s a bit nippy to bicycle to work
lillian said:
Dearest dVerse,
Busy packing for NY City where our daughter will conduct the Phillips Academy at Andover choir and orchestra at Carnegie Hall!!
Home Monday nite and leave Tuesday AM for our month on n Bermuda! 🌞😎. Will read your letters later today.
Will have internet in Bermuda😊
Hugs and more hugs,
Lillian
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Dear Lilian,
I feel so happy for you going to your own paradise. We will not be jealous at all when our eyelashes freeze, and when we shut the doors and hide beneath our blankets.
Gospel Isosceles said:
My cousins went to that school (Phillips, Andover). How special that your daughter is a conductor; it is my dream. Enjoy the performance!
kanzensakura said:
Hello all. Such an interesting prompt Bjorn, thank you! I have several letters going on in my head right now and will soon choose one.
Dear dVerse: It is cold, rainy, and dreary here today. But the daffodils are up and my flowering quince is going from tiny buds to beautiful blooms. Love, Toni
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
So great that you find the prompt inspiring… and you can join with many letters if you want to.
kanzensakura said:
smiles. thank you. I will just post the one.
Grace said:
Hi Bjorn! Thanks for hosting this letter form prompt. Am wishing for spring to come faster but we are still int the middle of winter season. Have a good Thursday!
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Oh … I do know… but the sun on the snow is beautiful… 🙂
Margaret Elizabeth Bednar said:
Thank you – a difficult letter for me to write tonight.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Letters can be the hardest you have ever written
rothpoetry said:
OOOPs, I left out word when I typed in my address…please delete the first Dwight Roth. It is a dud! Sorry!!
Dwight
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Will do that
rothpoetry said:
Thanks!
rothpoetry said:
I want to say that I have read all of your letters and enjoyed them. To those of you on google I again tried to respond, but google won’t let me without having an account. I don’t do google, so I am sorry I cannot share my feeling with you!
Dwight
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
I have never found another way, but I believe a twitter account might work
rothpoetry said:
I don’t tweet either!!
Mish said:
A wonderful prompt, Bjorn. So many options. I committed to the first idea that strangely came to mind. Will return tomorrow to read.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Sometimes the first idea is the best… at least it’s often impossible not to write that
MNL said:
I wrote the letter (poem) and then my mind went on a complete tangent due to an ukiyo-e of a woman writing a letter. So went back and wrote a different poem. Writing is like that I think — it takes you down unexpected paths. 3am so off to bed. Plan to catch up on reading after I wake up
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Exactly…
memadtwo said:
great prompt! (K)
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Thank you 🙂 letters are great form I think
lynn__ said:
Good morning! Yes, morning here (odd time to be at a pub perhaps) and the guys will come in for breakfast soon, after doing farm chores…we’re in calving season now. Victoria’s earlier quadrille prompt “burned” in my mind so I made it into an open letter. Thanks for hosting, Bjorn.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
There are so many burning issues to solve in the world today…
Jane Swanson said:
I cheated. I resurrected my favorite letter to Robinson Jeffers.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Cheating works
merrildsmith said:
This was an interesting prompt, Björn. One daughter and I have been discussing genealogy, and then I saw my mom yesterday . . . I’ve just finished reading the page proofs for my book, so now I am catching up, and I will be back to read more letters.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Letters in poetry can be sent anywhere… through time and space… there are no limits.
merrildsmith said:
Thank you, Björn.
Linda Kruschke said:
Love this prompt! I had a half-written poem I was not satisfied with and couldn’t figure out how to finish it. It’s because it needed to be a letter! I’ll be posting it on my blog on Saturday morning. I’ll come back and link if Mr. Linky is still open. If not, there’s always Open Link Night. 🙂
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Mr Linky is open until 3PM EST