Ars Poetica
Paul at d’Verse asked us to consider Ars Poetica, which is where the poet writes a poem about poetry. This Quadrille says what I believe writing poetry is all about. It is one that I posted earlier. I don’t feel I can improve on it so here it is again.
Writing Poetry (A Quadrille)
My words // chosen carefully…
Like stepping on wet rocks
crossing a stream.
Hoping this one // will sustain me
to the next
I am not interested in a big splash.
Simply making it across
One solid word at a time
Reaching my desired destination.
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I love how you show the reader such a huge discription in so few words.
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Thank you so much for your comment!
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Nice! Loved that.
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You nailed this one! I can identify with every word (step) 🙂
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Thank you Vivian! One step (word) at a time!
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😊
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Good comparision.
Rocks and words.
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Thank you very much!
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Carrying the reader one step at a time!
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I remember this one – you’re right – can’t be improved upon and worth reading again. Great choice!
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Thank you Jilly!
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Love your analogy of the wet rocks. One word at a time. Great!
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Thanks Mary!
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Fascinating metaphor for the selection of and creation of the poem and it’s constituent words.Such care and attention.Thanks for joining our prompt at dVerse.
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Thank you, Paul, I appreciate your affirmation.
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Good analogy, Dwight!
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Great analogy Dwight- love it!
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Ars Poetica in 44 words – nice one, Dwight., especially the opening lines and
‘I am not interested in a big splash.
Simply making it across
One solid word at a time’.
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Thank you Kim for your thoughtful comments
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Several days ago I was in Zion NP watching people attempt to hike the Narrows which is a walk through a narrow gorge. The hikers have to be geared up with the right shoes and some had waders on. Walking sticks and off they went up the Virgin River. It took some awhile to get their footing. That beautiful image in your poem of this compared to writing a poem.
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Thank you Jane. I appreciate your interesting comment. Those narrow gorges are very interesting places.
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Nice description of poetry as carefully stepping on wet rocks.
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Thanks Frank
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One word at a time is all that’s needed. :^)
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Beautiful, Dwight. You show how poetry is like faith: life-sustaining.
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Yes on could change the wording to having faith and the poem would work very well! Thank you for your great comment, Amaya!
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