MICHELLE AT WORDPRESS PUT OUT THE CALL ~
National Poetry Writing Month is nearly at at end. To celebrate it, try your hand at some verse.
Ronnie, the top banana in our bunch, is a fan of The Form. She posted this a while back. …………………………………………. /////////////////// ///////////////////
“The sonnet’s origins are on the small, sunlit courts of Sicily. It lingered there for two hundred years before it made the trip to into English poetry.” Don’t you love that line? If you love poetry in all its new and ancient forms, get the book “The Making of a Poem” by Mark Strand and Eavan Boland. It is a Norton Anthology of Poetic Forms. The grand Francine Prose calls this book “A generous selective anthology of poetry in forms that may make you decide to give up e-mails and start writing sestinas and villanelles.” I’ve taken her comment to heart. Though I’ve not given up e-mails, I am on a mission to write in some of the classic forms. So far, I’ve done a villanelle and a sonnet. The sestina is next on the radar screen. Wish me luck.
OK, Ronnie, I’m in.
Hiss Off! : A Sonnet
Rows of tomatoes planted on hillsides
remind me now of the boy who threw snakes.
He made the cats howl, he riled up the drakes
and spooked the old nag that took me for rides.
He made it a sport; he tormented me
by tossing a snake headfirst at my face
and shoving one in my collar of lace,
making me scream when it tried to get free.
This cruel vicious boy who inflicted pain
his treatment of creatures was inhumane.
It was always my wish for that pervert
that he could feel how much it hurt and
that just one snake he pulled from its lair
would be a constrictor and him ensnare.