Today is the last day for 30 Poems in 30 Days. Summer has turned to fall. The modifiers have turned from evaluative to descriptive. The metaphors are glistening with dew. The air is filled with hyponyms and slant rhymes. The grass is has become iambic and the chapbooks are flying south for the winter. Welcome to the end of the project.
I hope that those of you who played along enjoyed yourself, learned a little something, and wrote a few poems that you can be proud of. If I can sum up the knowledge I hope you gained from this month, it would be this way…
Be honest and be specific. If you can’t be honest, lie as boldly and imaginatively as you can. Lie with pride. Embrace meter, it can do great things for you, but discard it frequently and without regret.
Let poetry help you relieve your pain and work through your emotions. Everybody gets the blues, but expressing it well is an art. Description trumps evaluation. Stories may not lead to wisdom but they tour the neighborhood once in a while.
Write poems to celebrate, commemorate and eulogize the moments of your life. Â Â Keep a journal. Listen to the way other people speak but write in your own voice. Poetry can be found almost anywhere if you just look hard enough and edit sharply enough. There is more to sound than rhyme. Patterns can come from anywhere.
Pressure builds poetry but quiet helps you create. Travel often, and imitate only when you need to. Inspiration can be found anywhere for those who look. Send your poems out into the world. Victory comes from the satisfaction of knowing you wrote well, but a little outside validation is always nice.
When all is said and done, write a book.
Today’s Poetry Prompt
Start your poem with a piece of advice.