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I'm writing these notes on writing poetry in the year 2003. At this stage I'm in my forties, and I've been writing poetry for most of my life. My first published work was poetry, and it was poetry, initially, which got most of my creative attention.
Jumpstart the day A world which is lumpy with What I'm trying to do is catch the stumbling incompetence of my brain-damaged morning mind. I'm actually a night person, and my peak period, in terms of my metabolic cycle, is round about nine o'clock at night. First teaching point:- If there are two words, the first ending in a consonant and the second starting with a vowel, then the words tend to join together, so that "which is" becomes (in the natural conversational speech of native speakers of English) "whichis." This causes problems for students who are not native speakers of English. The student hears "whichis," goes rummaging through his or her lexicon seeking a match, and comes up dry. From a teaching point of view, the solution is to teach the joining rule and go so deeply into the analysis of spoken English that the students can, with a reasonable degree of confidence, look at a transcript and predict the joins before they listen to the tape. Now, from the point of view of poetry, the point is that "which is" slides together very smoothly to make "whichis," and that does not give the lumpy, disjointed feeling that I'm looking for. To get that effect, first I tried fooling with the word order:- Later, however, I decided I could get a better effect (a lumpy, disjointed effect) by messing with the syntax (the word order) rather than by toying with the sounds:- And here's the finished poem:- |
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The sun unshuttered. The morning |
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