NaPoWriMo day 26: Write a call and response poem, like those used in many sermons, hymns and sea shanties. Basically an interactive exchange between one main speaker and an audience. Shanty example: Haul on the bowline, our bully ship’s a rolling, / Haul on the bowline, the bowline Haul!
What if the response from the audience is an utter silence?
where it used to be a thunderous applause
Zol H, 2016
NaPoWriMo day 24 is inspirational: Write a “mix and match” poem, mingling fancy and not so fancy words, to make the everyday seem poetic and keep the poetic language grounded.
I look up and try to think of the mightiest word
to describe the multitude of stars in the firmament
Heaven’s own navigation lights for lost sailors to find their way home
I know I always feel safe seeing Orion’s belt in the night sky,
still in line, Alnitak, Alnilam and Mintaka
I smile wryly at my own thoughts and shiver a bit
It will be colder tomorrow
I hope the tomatoes will make it this year
(c) Zol H, 2016
NaPoWriMo day 23. Sonnet is today’s topic, and I am really not there yet. “Don’t try to write like Shakespeare” is a good advice for anyone who wants to write sonnets. David B. Axelrod at poetrydoctor.org says that the “test of a contemporary sonnet is to follow the form precisely, but make it sound like normal, conversational speech.” He says we should not go for easy rhymes, but rather rhymes/words that express what we mean. So, I am sweating away trying to come up with 14 good lines, each with 10 syllables, and a rhyme pattern of a-b-a-b c-d-c-d e-f-e-f g-g.
My not yet finished sonnet is called “Reassembly.” I look at my mirror image and she looks coldly back. With one swift look at me she calls my bluff and sees that I am not living my life to my fullest potential. I scream, she screams and the mirror breaks. “Scattered fragments of myself all over.” I cannot “piece them together as they used to be.” I have to find my real purpose in life to be able to “glue me back to life.” I am not the only one inspired by Dylan Thomas’s Do not go gentle into that good night. My sonnet ends with this reference to Thomas: “No, Dylan T, I will not rave and rage, / but gentle go through life towards old age.”
Clichés, I know. This is ruddy difficult.
NaPoWriMo day 22. Happy Earth Day! Remember to write kind words to the world today.
Circle of recycling:
Jotting down ideas for new stories
in carefully chosen notebooks
recycled from books written
from ideas jotted down
in carefully chosen notebooks.
(c) Zol H, 2016
He painted the rain purple
and let us laugh and bath in it.
Day 21, and I am inspired by the NaPoWriMo prompt: Write a poem in the voice of a minor character from a fairy tale or myth.
no matter how many times you kiss them, frogs are just frogs,
or so she used to think once upon a time,
the former frog legs seller who went frog hunting
and found herself standing with an one-legged prince in her hand
(c) Zol H, 2016
Day 18, and NaPoWriMo says: “Write a poem that incorporates ‘the sound of home.’ Think back to your childhood, and the figures of speech and particular ways of talking that the people around you used, and which you may not hear anymore.” I chose to write about the moment I cracked the reading code.
A GIANT LEAP
Some moments in life are more pivotal than others. One is when we take our first steps and stand proudly on our own two feet, ready to conquer the world. Another is when we learn to read. I was five when I finally figured out what the words in the books said. I remember how frustrated I had been because I knew all the letters, but I couldn’t combine them into words.
the door flung open,
letters formed into words,
words formed into stories
a mighty trinity
You know how it is when the fog lifts and you suddenly see the vast landscape around you, or when you draw back the curtains in the morning to have a first look over a new city… that’s how I felt. It was a life-changing moment. I became literate from one second to the next, literally.
One instant just an earthly child,
the next an explorer
in the new world that opened up before me
I know exactly what Neil A. must have felt
the moment he put his foot on the lunar surface
A giant leap. Nothing less.
The first thing I read was a Donald Duck magazine. I lay flat on my back.
Some hard facts
According to an UNESCO study, the number of children and adolescents who are out of school is on the rise, and grew to 124 million in 2013. 1 in 11 children is out of school, totaling 59 million children. 24 million children will never enter a classroom.