Happy Poetry Friday! Welcome, everyone! (Wondering what Poetry Friday is? Click here.) Also, you can skip the writing process and go right to my draft on the full-cover graphic near the bottom :>)
Quick note: I’m looking for an online critique group of picture book authors that focuses solely on picture books/poetry. My own beloved critique group has floated toward older and older audiences over the past several years, so I need to supplement! If you know of any groups with an opening, will you let me know? Thank you! <3
Also, I was just catching up on my PW Children’s Bookshelf reading, and I was happy to see these 3 announcements from recent months. Yay!
Okay, it’s the last Friday of the month, so the Poetry Sisters are sharing today–along with any of you who wrote along with us (yay!). I wasn’t too excited by our form this month, called the monotetra, which I just can’t make flow easily! [Skip to image poem below if you don’t want the writing process stuff!] During our live write last Sunday, I wrote four stanzas. The first was about the seasons. Extremely cliched. The second was about migration. Okay, but maybe it didn’t go anywhere? And the third and fourth were two quatrains that went together, about silence and how hard it is to find. But still very cliched.
Here are quatrains 2, 3, and 4, along with my rhyming lists and my attempt to figure out that ending four-syllable phrase that’s repeated.
As Tanita, Mary Lee, Sara, and I chatted (though we don’t actually share our work–just talk process), Sara threw out a suggestion. What if you put the migration quatrain between the two silence quatrains? Because migration sounds like would be noisy. I was so intrigued. So, here’s my attempt to do that. The migration element all but disappeared (only those thundering hooves even hint at the possibility), and instead, it turned into sort of a comparison of natural and manmade sounds. It’s still one big old ball of cliche, but it’s better than where I started. I don’t think I’ll be coming back to this form, honestly.
I played with using “Just molecules. Just molecules.” as line 4 in that last quatrain, but it felt a little too obscure. I had a meaning in my head, but it didn’t feel like enough detail in the poem to help the reader make the leap to my own meaning. It’s still too preachy, but it’s what I’ve got.
Check in to see what my Poetry Sisters came up with–and I can’t wait to see what y’all did with this form too, if you played along!
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Lovely, creative Jan has the Poetry Friday Roundup this week. Make sure to quietly check in and discover beautiful poems!
For August, we’re going to play with exquisite corpse poems and also with Linda Mitchell’s clinkers. So do with that what you will :>D Not exactly sure what we’re going to do. But post on August 30 as we poem summer to a close.