Feb. 5th, 2007

mhuzzell: (Monty Python)
I spent this morning writing a sonnet. It's the first I've ever completed, so I'm quite proud of it, although it could probably stand some editing. It's in memory of Turner Creek Rd, as I knew it: soft and green and full of life.

It's Spenserian in form--well, almost. Instead of e-e, the closing couplet is a-a, but this is intentional; I wanted to tie it in to the opening stanza. I'm still not sure how I feel about the final words of the couplet being the same words as the 'a's in the first stanza--controversial!--but they are in pretty tight iambic pentameter, and I like that. Anyway, here 'tis:

Sonnet )

I've been trying to find the words to write that poem for years now. For a long time, I think it just hurt too much. I use poetry for catharsis--Russell's and my breakup produced over 20 sappy and cynical poems of varying quality--but I'm beginning to think I write best when I'm angry, not when I'm sad. For example, the Rose poem that everyone seems to love, or the Iraq poem a few entries back, which I'll be reading at the next Spotlight open mic night (coincidentally titled 'Burnt Phrases').

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