Here we are on the 11th day of 2024 with a one of those fundamental, recurring questions which occurred to me when I first read Chad Bennett’s “Tonight” i.e. when is a poem not a poem?
I do wonder if the boundaries of poetry have been stretched too far sometimes as his just seems just to be unconnected, separate lines (the spacing underscoring disconnection). But re-reading several times I began to appreciate the poetry within each statement line, with its pauses for thought (some of which would make great prompts or even epigraphs). Thus Bennett’s poem is essentially a catalog/catalogue verse of eleven incidental happenings subsumed under the title of one night:-
The branch clicks back when the bird starts.
The senator leans away from the microphone.
The room drowses around the dog on the sofa.
The tectonic plates edge closer, closer.
She likes the flotsam when the orchestra tunes up.
The telephone rings with real emotion.
Now some of them are old and no longer know.
The actor forgets but improvises from experience.
The protesters gather outside the airport.
He has failed again to understand his diagnosis.
Something warm roars at tonight’s torn edge
And here is an 11 line extract from Lyn Hejinian’s “Final selection from “Eleven eyes” which again is a list poem but seemingly even more disjointed. It may be read as coming together in the final line of “None of this is true”:
The spoons have clattered
Aren’t children little pears and observant birds
I note that the green blanket is askew again briefly
I have flung my sweater over the banister again
The corn cockle is beautiful
For months I’ve owed someone I’ll call Amy Rossini a letter and tomorrow I’ll write it but I can’t explain
There was of course the matter of the curious descent into a mine and the terrible ascent of children hauling ore out of context
Brevity is not child’s play though child’s play is brief but slowly
Today a man in a green leather hat advised me to sink my shovel
If I were to write a letter to Knut Handekker now he wouldn’t remember who I was which in any case is not who I continue to be
Tchaikovsky died when he was 53… [more]
The above poetry gives a clue (and maybe inspiration) for today’s MTB Critique and Craft prompt:-
Poem Style:
• write a ‘Found’ poem from your own Jan-November 2023 poems
• write it as an 11 line list/catalog poem
OR
an 11 line verse poem (with or without stanzas)
Poem Structure:
• choose from one poem per month
• select ONLY the first line of the very first verse of your chosen poems
• select your title from the 12th month or any of the previous months’ first lines
• if you’ve posted less than one poem per month for Jan-Nov 2023 then choose a month where there is more than one to make up the 11
Poem Rules:
• your 11 lines can be written in any date order
• you must keep the original word order
• you may only change the tense or personal pronouns
• you may add a conjunction or a preposition for continuity
• minor erasure at start or end of the original line is allowed
• enjambment can be helpful
Suggestion: include links to your original 2023 poems in a separate column or paragraph
Comment: We are basically imparting new meaning to our borrowed text – the sense of it will inevitably be looser and lighter (as with the list poems above) but in these quasi-metrical lines our challenge is to find some poetry!
Useful links:
catalog verse/list poetry
list of prepositions
So once you have posted your poem according to the prompt’s guidelines above, do add it to Mr Linky below then go visiting and reading other contributors as that is half the fun of our dVerse gatherings.
kim881 said:
I’d forgotten most of the poems on this return to 2023! It was interesting reading them all, some of them a year on, and I think there are a few I’d like to rework. Thank you Laura.
Laura Bloomsbury said:
pleased to hear that Kim as that is part of the motive for this prompt – otherwise we send our poetry into the ether!
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Hello Laura, this was a fun prompt and it turned out (almost) consistent.. not strangely there was some libraries involved and I imagine the librarian sorting through the library’s mess trying to bring order to it all.
Laura Bloomsbury said:
perfect job for the librarian Bjorn – I shall pay a visit soon
Laura Bloomsbury said:
Hello DdVersers – I’m back from a holiday to open the pub – ame your drink and bar snacks
and looking forward to your reworkings of some lines of last years poems
Rob Kistner said:
Thank you for hosting, and offering this most uInteresting prompt Laura. It will either require much analytical digging and sorting — or the simple task of just taking the first line of the first poem each month… and let the chips fall where they may. Hmmm… gonna have to think about this my friend. 🙂✌🏼🫶🏼
Laura Bloomsbury said:
I found that by copying and pasting lines that appealed most then selecting 11 and jiggling them around that the poem emerged –
Rob Kistner said:
👍🏼
writingpresence said:
Wot a challenge! Not sure I’ll get over the Bar tonight (in UK I am 5 hours further through Thursday than most dVersers) or even tomorrow (I am IT challenged particularly in winter) . nevertheless congrats on an intriguing and tantalising prompt – a great way to round up stray ends from 2023!
Meanwhile, at the bar, mine’s a “cup of kindness” (Robert Burns, 1759-1796, ‘Auld Lang Syne’.
Laura Bloomsbury said:
yes we UKers and others have alsmost lost the day but there is still plenty of time if you can find some – thank you anyway for liking the prompt with a cup of kindness
msjadeli said:
Hello Laura and All. Just getting home from dream group. This looks like a fun exercise and can’t wait to see what it generates for everyone. Will link up later.
Laura Bloomsbury said:
Look forward to it Lisa
The Lonely Recluse said:
Thanks for such a fun prompt Laura. 2023 had scant pickings for me, so I had to go back a few more years to get my 11 pickings. Bending the rules seemed quite fitted to your prompt! And I’m quite happy with my found poetry.
I suppose I should have something equally scant in my glass though.
Laura Bloomsbury said:
Sorry 2023 was poetically parched – how about a Rhyme & Reason cocktail though?
Helen said:
Oh my, I cannot wait to travel back in time this afternoon. What an intriguing, clever, challenging assignment!!!! Woodford (bourbon) on the rocks please … make it a double.
Laura Bloomsbury said:
Definitely a double if only for such enthusiasm from you Helen
Helen said:
I also appreciate the flexibility .. my son and I spent January 2023 in warm sunny Florida. I used two lines from February.
Laura Bloomsbury said:
and a remarkable rendition you ‘found’ Helen but I could not comment as it kept reporting an error and would not post my feedback
rothpoetry said:
A fun challenge. Thanks for hosting, Laura. I will see what I can come up with over the past year’s poems.
Laura Bloomsbury said:
That’s Good to know Dwight
lillian said:
Hi Laura. What an amazing prompt! It’s just 2:30 PM in San Diego — it is 3 hours earlier than in Boston. Has taken a bit to get used to the time zone change. We’re here Jan 4 to March 7 enjoying the sunshine and avoiding the cold temps and snow hitting the New England area. I like that this makes us look back at what we’ve written in 2023….will take me a bit but will definitely post to this!
Laura Bloomsbury said:
so glad you did Lillian
Oloriel said:
Thank you for providing us with such clear alternatives for months where we might have wrote, but have not posted ❤
Laura Bloomsbury said:
yes not all of us have poetry every month – and thank you for joining in
poetisatinta said:
What a corker Laura – got myself into right muddle trying to keep track of my chosen poems but got there in the end 😅
Laura Bloomsbury said:
with a corker of a poem too
poetisatinta said:
Thanks 😊
Lisa said:
That was a fun prompt! For some reason the title was the hardest! Like poetisatinta says, a muddle keeping track!
memadtwo said:
I always enjoy doing these self-portrait centos. Like putting together a puzzle of yourself. (K)
Laura Bloomsbury said:
and at least not the sudoku version 😉
Laura Bloomsbury said:
David (Skeptic’s kaddish) also suggests this is a cento but given the definition of that being “composed entirely of lines from poems by other poets.” the fit is not quite accurate – so I suggested we call it a “selfcento” 😉
memadtwo said:
Oh you ought to copyright that name.
pvcann said:
Thank you Laura – I do enjoy found poetry, it’s something I’ve used to get myself moving on occasions when I’m stuck, this was fun to do.
Laura Bloomsbury said:
just what we all need at the start of the year – will read later
Kim of Glover Gardens said:
I love a good challenge and this prompt fit the bill, Laura! I also learned the term, “catalog verse”. I’m learning TONS from hanging out here in the dVerse Poets Pub – thanks! And, I’m taking a day off from work today (thus the post in the middle of the day), and wouldn’t mind a glass of chardonnay and some baked brie. 😊
Laura Bloomsbury said:
Coming up! I like your choice of pub grub and your enthusiasm is so welcome
Sherry Marr said:
Laura, I love this exercise and have done it before. It is amazing how using first lines from 11 poems, a theme emerges in the new poem. I did not use eleven lines, but eleven sentences, some on two lines. I hope that is okay. I found it a fun challenge.
Sherry Marr said:
I just saw your comment on a poem that said the prompt is for eleven lines. So sorry I didnt realize that. My lines are often short and a sentence takes two lines, so I wrote mine that way as a found poem. Even if it is disallowed, it was a very fun exercise anyway and got me writing this morning, so thank you.
Laura Bloomsbury said:
Never mind Sherry – enjambment is allowed and that will break up lines – will stop by later
Sherry Marr said:
Thanks, Laura.
The Amethyst Lamb said:
“Something warm roars at tonight’s torn edge” this is my favorite line. Just wonderful.