NaPoWriMo 2019 Day 12



Keep writing those lines.

As always click the day for the full post.


Day Twelve

Our featured participant today is Napowrimo ’19, where the origin poem for Day Eleven is a moving ode to horses, and to the power of reading.

Today’s video resource is this short film called What Makes a Poem a Poem? … This film assures us that whatever poetry may be, writing a poem is an essentially human act.

Today’s prompt is based on a dream that the poet Natalie Eilbert had. In the dream, she was taking a poetry workshop in which each student had to bring in two objects from home – one significant and one dull. The students then had to give away or destroy the significant object, and write a poem about loving the dull thing. Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem about a dull thing that you own, and why (and how) you love it. Alternatively, what would it mean to you to give away or destroy a significant object?

NaPo Process Notes 
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I started with the featured participant. There are some beautiful lines and a definite sense of where they have come from in Ashley’s poem Ode To My Love for Horses.

The video is an interesting watch (I can’t get the video to embed – but follow the link above). This question has come up before in editing groups and workshops.

For a fun extra poetry prompt you could write a list poem with all your answers to this question.

Natalie’s dream sounds terrifying. Last year during the Adam Speaks project with some Room 204 writers and The National Trust/Croome Court. Artist, Chris Alton, asked us to take 2 objects to the workshop – fortunately none of them were destroyed.


On Writing  

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Write a poem about a dull thing that you own, and why (and how) you love it. Alternatively, what would it mean to you to give away or destroy a significant object?

I am not sure which direction I will follow and may not squeeze a poem out in the next 45 minutes… but I will be back to post a snippet of whatever comes my way…

So, my main issue was ‘DULL’ – I have worked for years governing a hoard of beautiful things and I just couldn’t cast my eye or mind over anything dull… except for the room itself.

I wrote about the architecture/historical reference points and then the feeling the room gives me (the love). I did not attempt to write about significant objects being given or destroyed. I will bank that secondary prompt idea for another time.

This poem definitely needs work (no editing during NaPo) and some lines run long – but the scent is right and the essence is there. It is 5 stanzas long. I called it Riddle. It was called Conceal. Here’s a snippet from the 5 stanzas.

… there is beauty caught in underexposure




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