Thursday, October 25, 2012
The Alchemy of Poetry - Nesdoly
The Alchemy of Poetry
Position the inert element
(any prompt will do)
into the beaker of an empty page
and bathe in the acid of a long stare.
Placing vessel over the flame of thought
heat until surface softens
and breaks into fault lines.
With any writing instrument
organize component parts
into webs and lists.
Use hurried scrawl to freewrite
dissections and reconstructions.
Expand and condense
reorganize and rearrange
the substance that has now
begun to take shape
until the final creation
aligns to your satisfaction.
At this point it will often
appear to be gold
(but don’t be fooled).
Leave it to cool.
Return in an hour
a day or a week to inspect.
you will be satisfied
you have created
© 2011 by Violet Nesdoly
I wrote "The Alchemy of Poetry" during the April poem-a-day challenge in 2010, prompts and encouragement supplied by Robert Brewer of the Poetic Asides blog.
Now it's almost November, another challenge month when novelists around the world participate in NaNoWriMo (writing a 50,000-word novel in one month).
For poets, Poetic Asides has its own book challenge (called November Poem-A-Day Chapbook Challenge). I'm not ready to tackle another novel, but am seriously considering joining the Poem-A-Day challenge again this year.
I find this type of writing jag helps me get over the feeling of writing as a 'precious' activity. I know from experience that when I write a lot of poems, not every one that seems great just after I've written it, is. I have to give the writing and myself the cooling and distance of time to see what I've made. That's what "The Alchemy of Poetry" is about.
By the way, the first draft of my novel Destiny's Hands, was written during NaNoWriMo 2009. So if you have a book inside you, why don't you dedicate this November to getting it out!
Poetry blog: Violet Nesdoly Poems
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