The Poetry Place | Open Studio | A writer's blog The aim of the blog is to try to show the process of writing. It's a bit artificial because you can't reproduce all the thoughts and crossings out that take place either metaphorically or literally.
However, it might help to show students that poems do not spring fully-formed onto the page. Previous blogs are archived: see the list at the right of the page. Quite a few have been inspired by existing poems (by Edward Thomas, Duffy, Heaney, Armitage and others) and there are also villanelles, sonnets and lots of light verse. I enjoy this - and it keeps me writing!
Me and my ghazal - final draft
Wednesday, 8 May 2013 12:24:31
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Just tidied up the punctuation. Quite pleased with my first attempt at a ghazal. And spring has arrived! (Away for a few days now - but will gather thoughts and - perhaps - inspiration.) The earth is chilled and sad. Spring is so late in Making his entrance. Still the soil is waiting. Is he behind the door, by the orchard wall Playing hide and seek? Starting out - then hesitating? Spring's put out a sign: There's some delay Sorry for any inconvenience, we're investigating The causes of the problem; will keep you informed; But when I call I'm put on hold: so frustrating. You're in a queue... too right, and spring has not appeared On stage on cue; he's still deliberating Just out of sight within the wings, you see a movement, A shadow and then silence. Irritating. So now, just like a hopeful suitor stood up Once too often, losing faith in dating, We hardly bother scan the tree for signs of life; Guess some are still hibernating, Who can blame them? But what's this? Sunshine? I must be hallucinating.
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Me and my Ghazal
Friday, 26 April 2013 08:20:34
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The earth is chilled and sad. Spring is so late in Making his entrance. Still the soil is waiting. Is he behind the door, by the orchard wall Playing hide and seek? Starting out - then hesitating? Spring's put out a sign: There's some delay Sorry for any inconvenience, we're investigating The causes of the problem; will keep you informed But when I call I'm put on hold: so frustrating. You're in a queue... too right, and spring has not appeared On stage on cue; he's still deliberating Just out of sight within the wings, you see a movement, A shadow and then silence. Irritating So now, just like a hopeful suitor stood up Once too often, losing faith in dating, - I’ve tried to make the link between losing faith in dating and the following verse by inserting ‘we hardly bother’. It should really be ‘scanning’ but I think I can get away with ‘scan’ as the longer word is, well, too long and makes the whole line sound clumsy. We hardly bother scan the tree for signs of life; Guess some are still hibernating, Who can blame them? But what's this? Sunshine? I must be hallucinating.
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Me and my ghazal
Tuesday, 23 April 2013 12:39:13
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The last few lines are causing severe problems- in the sense that I can't make my mind up. One of the idiosyncracies of the ghazal is that the author's name appears in some form towards the end. I could ignore that but I have made a gesture towards it in the 'tree for'. That's as far as I'll go or it'll turn into a cryptic crossword clue. So now, just like a hopeful suitor stood up Once too often, losing faith in dating
We scan the tree for signs of life Guess some are still hibernating Who can blame them? But what's this? Sunshine? I must be hallucinating.
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Me and my ghazal
Friday, 19 April 2013 10:49:56
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The earth is chilled and sad. Spring is so late in Making his entrance. Still the soil is waiting. Is he behind the door, by the orchard wall Playing hide and seek peekaboo? starting out then hesitating? Spring's put out a sign: There's some delay Sorry for any inconvenience, we're investigating The causes of the problem; will keep you informed But when I call I'm put on hold: so frustrating. You're in a queue... too right, and spring has not appeared On stage on cue; he's still deliberating Just out of sight within the wings, you see a movement A shadow and then silence. Irritating Like the wind that whistles from the East So now, just like a hopeful suitor stood up Once too often, losing faith in dating
I'm hibernating I did have recourse to my rhyming dictionary - the Primary school one which I keep to hand for moments like this. Sometimes it can inspire and other times just remind you of a word - of course: hibernating! That's the word I need. Don't know how it's going to fit yet, but it will.
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Ghazal of my own
Wednesday, 17 April 2013 16:24:03
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The earth is chilled, sad, impatient for spring is so late And still he does not appear and still earth waits Is he behind the door, by the orchard wall Playing hide and seek peekaboo does he start out then hesitate? has he stood you up? gone off with another while you sit by the phone, alone and frustrated? so would it be better to alter the rhyme slightly to past tense? How would those initial try outs seem? Or -ing endings? The earth is chilled, sad, impatient for spring is so late And still he does not appear and still earth is waiting
Is he behind the door, by the orchard wall Playing hide and seek peekaboo? starting out then hesitating? I might adapt the first line - The earth is chilled and sad. Spring is so late in Making his entrance. Still the soil is waiting. Oh - I think that's much better! I feel a bit more confident now.
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Ghazal
Monday, 15 April 2013 17:01:41
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Some more notes In the shadow of the trees, leafless, can just make out spring’s nose, poking out Spring has put up a notice - delayed - sorry for any inconvenience Ignore the Due by date on your Spring purchase There’s a wait on your mind Spring has an automated message each time I call; your call is important to us. youa re in a queue. please wait to be connected....
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Ghazal
Thursday, 11 April 2013 12:33:33
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Having recently written about this form in the workshop I am, of course, tempted to have a go. It's a totally new form to me and looks rather daunting. The second line of all the couplets rhyme - so I have to choose a sound which has plenty of possibilities. My subject, I think, will be the delayed coming of spring and to begin with, as I find helpful, I'll try to build up a pile of thoughts and images which I can plunder as I progress. spring waiting behind the door but not entering; spring has gone somewhere else - has found another home, another lover, or - spring a coy lover, or a tease; the earth cold and sleepy awaiting the alarm; or impatient, tapping its pocket watch; spring has missed the train / bus - when will there be another one? Shall I write from the point of view of the earth, the plants, waiting? Or from an observer's viewpoint - or even from spring's?
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