Poetic Forms Winner: Lament
Last week we looked at how to write a Lament, which is a very open form where the writer explores a feeling of loss or guilt. It’s a very emotion driven form of poetry,...
Write Gooder, not Better
Last week we looked at how to write a Lament, which is a very open form where the writer explores a feeling of loss or guilt. It’s a very emotion driven form of poetry,...
Hello Everyone! Welcome to week nine of poetic forms, where every week I introduce a different type of poem and invite you to give it a go! As an added incentive to take part,...
Sonnet 73 by William Shakespeare That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined...
I decided to do something a bit different this time and introduced you all to contronyms, which are these fun little words which can be interpreted as having opposing meanings. There’s nothing better in a...
Hello Everyone! Welcome to week eight of poetic forms, where every week I introduce a different type of poem and invite you to give it a go! As an added incentive to take part,...
Ceriserie by Joshua Clover Music: Sexual misery is wearing you out. Music: Known as the Philosopher’s Stair for the world-weariness which climbing it inspires. One gets nowhere with it. Paris: St-Sulpice in shrouds. Paris:...
Hi everyone, if you haven’t discovered our latest two forms of poetry, don’t forget you can read up on them now! Over the last fortnight, there were two challenges available to attempt and that...
Moonrise by H. D. Will you glimmer on the sea? Will you fling your spear-head On the shore? What note shall we pitch? We have a song, On the bank we share our arrows—...
Hello Everyone! Welcome to week six (and seven) of poetic forms, where every week I introduce a different type of poem and invite you to give it a go! As an added incentive to...
The Elephant is Slow to Mate by D. H. Lawrence The elephant, the huge old beast, is slow to mate; he finds a female, they show no haste they wait for the sympathy in their...