I’ve spent most of my time today with text analysis in preparation for the first of two different study group meetings tomorrow. And I feel a bit strange picking another’s text to pieces, finding good parts but also parts to criticize. I’ve done it with classics before. But never with a text the author will sit right there hearing my thoughts.
I feel like a villain. And I want to run and hide. Tomorrow will be… interesting. Nervous and tender. I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings. And I wonder how it will feel getting my own text analysed.
In today’s Poetics at dVerse, we’re invited to Come sail. I spent my first years close to the five locks of Borenshult and one of Sweden’s large lakes Vättern, then grew up among the myriad of brooks, streams, rivers, tarnes and lakes in the woods of Bergslagen. Before moving to the Baltic Sea coast.
Let’s just say, I adore water. Fresh spring and salty sea. However-much she sways!
My favorite getaway (do you remember those?) has long been a stay on a Dutch canal-boat or houseboat. I had planned a writing weekend this summer, but we all know what came of everyone’s plans this year.
I’ve never been on a narrowboat, but if this pandemic ever ends I would love to try.
It’s been raining on and off all day. With a few splashes of sunlight in between. It’s still fairly warm, but autumn is lurking around the edges. Small changes is leaf colour. A chill in morning and late night air. The migratory birds is busy eating all they can before they fly off. Most bumblebees, bees and wasps are gone. Occasionally there’s a butterfly to be seen. We’re in the betwixt and between weeks. When one season is being changed for another.
Written for Poetics: For the love of puzzles . . . at dVerse. Where Lilian invents a new poetic form. An expansion of the Acrostic poem, she calls Acrostic Plus. I always loved puzzles of all kinds. So even though I find acrostic’s hard to write, they can easily be nonsensical, I had to give it a try.
In an Acrostic poem, the first letter of each line, when read from top to bottom, will spell out a message or a name or a word.
In the Acrostic Plus, the first letter of each line in the first stanza, when read from top to bottom, spells out a message or word(s) and in the second stanza, the last letter of each line when read from top to bottom, spells out the rest of the message or additional word(s).
To me, one of the most important things in both the Acrostic and the Acrostic Plus, is that the poem makes sense. The form cannot overrun the meaning. I suppose that’s the case with any form of poetry.
Tonight my heart is filled with hope and excitement. Kind encouraging words have made me doubt my ability a little less. And I feel excited over what kind of adventures the writing assignments will lead me into.
Harriet the heartless harridan was heartbroken. Her husband had happened to hear her hawking love potions. And now his behest was that she herself had a sip. Harriet pleaded, but he was head and heartstrong. Now Harriet is known as the heart healing hedgewitch.
Written for tonight’s Quadrille prompt over at dVerse. That, dear to my heart, little poem form of just 44 words, excluding the title. And including a given word. Tonight the word is heart. As soon as I read that the words” Harriet the heartless harridan” popped into my mind and I knew it was time for another alliteration Quadrille.
Getting emails about the student discount card, and applying for student grants. It’s finally starting to sink in. For the coming year I’ll be a student of creative writing. The idea still blows my mind. Who? Me! That cant be true… Except it is.
I sent out my applications and text samples and in the end got accepted too so many of them I had to choose which ones I thought suited me best. It’s felt unreal and mind-boggling. And my inner critics and saboteurs have made everything they can to try to discount the significance of what that means. But my passion for writing shines brighter then them, and I’ll be damned if I ever again let then scare me into not attempting something I want very much.
It will mean less time for participating in writing prompts and blogging. Although I can’t see myself quit writing poetry as often as possible. I’ll keep you updated on what’s going on, and when time allows share what I learn and write.