06-30-2011, 09:43 PM
the question is, 'how do you bring a newb to the craft of poetry
I like the frog in the frying pan theory.
Turn up the heat fast, he'll jump out.
Turn it up slowly and he will stick to the pan.
There's a poem in there somewhere.
In college I took a creative writing course. The professor put 30 some balloons on a board with authors tags on them. Pop your author was the game.
Do a short take on one of the masters.
I got Yeats!
You know where this is going.
I read five or six pieces and then got to The Second Coming.
I thought it was a lazy unimaginative piece of writing.
Being the cocky young writer that I was.
I bashed Yeats on this one poem.
Included was the original poem I posted here. Not sure if you read that
because I rewrote it after I posted it.
I got a D-.
I also got a harsh lashing from the professor in front of the class.
something to the effect of...
Yeats was years ahead of his time. Making mockery of a poet that has more poetic talent in his titles than you have in your whole unappreciative brain, will not do in this class. We must learn from the masters if we want to improve.
I dropped out of college a week later.
Now my hands look like Ashe bark and my back hurts like a matress in a cheap motel.
Point is.
If she had used the frog and frying pan theory, I may have ended up writing soft syllables for Hallmark.
David
I like the frog in the frying pan theory.
Turn up the heat fast, he'll jump out.
Turn it up slowly and he will stick to the pan.
There's a poem in there somewhere.
In college I took a creative writing course. The professor put 30 some balloons on a board with authors tags on them. Pop your author was the game.
Do a short take on one of the masters.
I got Yeats!
You know where this is going.
I read five or six pieces and then got to The Second Coming.
I thought it was a lazy unimaginative piece of writing.
Being the cocky young writer that I was.
I bashed Yeats on this one poem.
Included was the original poem I posted here. Not sure if you read that
because I rewrote it after I posted it.
I got a D-.
I also got a harsh lashing from the professor in front of the class.
something to the effect of...
Yeats was years ahead of his time. Making mockery of a poet that has more poetic talent in his titles than you have in your whole unappreciative brain, will not do in this class. We must learn from the masters if we want to improve.
I dropped out of college a week later.
Now my hands look like Ashe bark and my back hurts like a matress in a cheap motel.
Point is.
If she had used the frog and frying pan theory, I may have ended up writing soft syllables for Hallmark.
David