…an ode/sonnet again. I think I have in mind the method to make such modular sonnets sound like sonnets. It has to do with the beginning and ending of clauses.
Anyway, for posterity, here is the Sonnet reformatted in ode form: Continue reading
Monthly Archives: October 2015
It was the poemet’s bellow…
…and my exchange with them that resulted in todays sonnet. More on this later, perhaps.
Why is one death a tragedy and thousand a statistic? | daydreamdaisies
This is a type of blog I don’t normally “like” or “follow;” however I have done both, as well as having left a comment–as I most often do–because I feel that, at the very least, its author’s heart is in the right place.
This entry is very instructive for a number of reasons: Continue reading
The whys and wherefores of…
…the fact that I’m not ‘following,’ and indeed quite literally, not ‘liking’ the poetry site in question below:
However quite a lot of writing and thinking, among other edifying activities went into this whole exchange, so I’m snipping the whole thing here, along with a part of the article under which my original comment was posted. Continue reading
Critique Groups: Constructive or Destructive? | Chris Martin Writes
I made a rather long reply to Chris Martin’s blog. Here it is–hopefully and eventually, more throughly edited. It seemed like a good time to inaugurate a subblog because at such time, I find I express myself rather better and rather more passionately even if in a more plain spoken way.
You do manage to garner a large share of comments. Apart from my #1 fan, I hardly get any!
My take on peer review in general: You don’t need peer review, you need expert review.
A redoux of the…
…blank verse first, rhymes last sonnet. I spent enough time on this one that I’ll put the former in the queue. I prefer this version. It’s at least up to the minimum standard in that the flow of iambs are mostly preserved. It’s currently scheduled to go up on the 7th of October.
Misha Burnett « Plain Friends
What is it about some number of us? So talented? Well educated? Eclectic? Well read? What makes us choose to be cabbies and maintenance men, and dishwashers, and janitors? I have often wondered what is the common thread in those of us who fit that description.
I am a 49 year old maintenance man who wants to write for a living. My first novel, “Catskinner’s Book” is now available on Amazon, and I am working on a sequel.
“What Terrifies Me” was written as part of a writer’s challenge on LiveJournal about five years ago. It is a personal essay, I guess you’d call it.
Misha Burnett
I had originally reblogged this from plain friends blog, but there was no way to move it here. other than to create a new post.
David Emeron: Sonnets 