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Altered Poetry

Last post 04-25-2008 7:35 PM by KateSinging. 4 replies.
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  • 04-19-2008 4:50 PM

    • MarneyM
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    Altered Poetry

    Tomorrow we'll be sending out a PassionPoetry newsletter which includes an article about "Altered Poetry".  That is - when you an alter an existing poem in one way or another, to create a brand new poem.

    When you get the newsletter, I hope you'll try some of my ideas, and then post your creations, here. Also, please suggest your own tips for creating altered poetry, as well!

    Marney Makridakis
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  • 04-24-2008 10:10 AM In reply to

    • MarneyM
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    Re: Altered Poetry

    Here are the prompts for "Altered Poetry" that I published in the PassionPoetry newsletter last week.  Would love to see your altered poems here!

    To see some examples, where I take Shakespeare's "Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer's Day" and use it as the basis for each of these prompts, click here to read the newsletter.

    Altering poems, to create new poems, is a fascinating activity that is sure to stretch your poetry-writing muscles in new ways.  You can alter your own poems, or the poems of someone else.

    1.  Discover a new poem in an existing one by highlighting select words.

    2. Take the last line of an existing poem, or a portion of the line, and make it the first line of a new poem your write. (Note: if you publish this poem in any format, be sure to give proper credit for the original source of the first line)

    3. Select one word, at random, for each line of the original poem and write them in a column. Create a new poem by filling in the lines.

    Again, you can see some examples of each of these in the PassionPoetry newsletter

    Marney Makridakis
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  • 04-24-2008 3:09 PM In reply to

    • copper cat
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    Re: Altered Poetry

    When I said I wouldn't sell my subscription for a song

    I meant the life issues of what's right and what's wrong

    As well as the ones of how, why, what, and where

    And all the other questions that I dare

    A day in my life and most would agree

    They'd rather just leave my subscription to me

    ~copper cat 

    The line, "When I said I wouldn't sell my subscription for a song" is part of the last line of a poem by Ogden Nash entitled "Listen to the Linotype" from the book Selected Poetry of Ogden Nash

    Be you - and no one else.
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  • 04-24-2008 6:16 PM In reply to

    • chameleon
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    Re: Altered Poetry

    Bravo, copper cat!  I didn't have much luck finding the poem you cited but perhaps with a little more digging, I will.  I did read some of his work, and I can see your wit and sense of humor definitely matches his!  I really got a kick out of his poem:

    Reflection on Babies 
    A bit of talcum
    Is always walcum. 


    How true that most people would rather not be bothered or would "rather just leave my subscription to me". Thanks for your altered poetry efforts, copper cat!

     Because it's altered poetry, I felt I had a wee bit I could offer in the poetry department.  I chose a poem by Edgar Allan Poe entitled "A Dream Within a Dream".  My altered poem follows which I've named "Dream".  This was a great challenge for me, personally.           - chameleon

    A Dream Within A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe
    Take this kiss upon the brow!
    And, in parting from you now,
    Thus much let me avow--
    You are not wrong, who deem
    That my days have been a dream;
    Yet if hope has flown away
    In a night, or in a day,
    In a vision, or in none,
    Is it therefore the less gone?
    All that we see or seem
    Is but a dream within a dream.

    I stand amid the roar
    Of a surf-tormented shore,
    And I hold within my hand
    Grains of the golden sand--
    How few! yet how they creep
    Through my fingers to the deep,
    While I weep--while I weep!
    O God! can I not grasp
    Them with a tighter clasp?
    O God! can I not save
    One from the pitiless wave?
    Is all that we see or seem
    But a dream within a dream?
    My altered poetry:
    Dream

    In parting, you are wrong
    My days, a dream
    In night, a vision gone
    All but a dream.

    I stand,
    Tormented within,
    I weep, I grasp tighter
    O save one pitiless dream.

     

    Make a Wish . . . Make it Happen!
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  • 04-25-2008 7:35 PM In reply to

    • KateSinging
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    Re: Altered Poetry

    Here's a little poem that grew out of one line "My luck raises the wind" in Theodore Roethke's poem, "Her Words"

     

    Birds sing my name

     

    My luck raises the wind,

    she boasts,

    and a plunge of my heart

    whips the sea against the boats.

     

    The sun courts me

    through the curtain.

    Rain chases me for a kiss.

     

    When I tell a lie,

    the earth changes course

    and spins in reverse.

     

    If I should die tonight

    every star shall fall.

    Night will sweep aside

    her cloak

    and bow as I fly past.

     

    KateSinging

    25 April 2008 

    Much have I traveled in the realms of gold
    and many goodly sights have I seen...
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