NaPoWriMo #5: A Terzanelle, of Sorts
Skeptics Say Mother Bird Who Gave Her Life For Chicks Is Nothing But Urban Legend
When he struck it, three tiny chicks scurried from under their dead mother’s wings.
- from widely circulated inspirational e-mail
There are things a woman can not do.
Walk naked from house to house
asking for a cup of flour, a teaspoon
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Another positive day for poetry. I hope my muse stays in good form for the next three weeks (plus)! I did not stay completely true to the terzanelle form, as my end words do not all rhyme. I could change a few words to establish the rhyme, but it loses something, in my opinion. That is how I feel about revision...I don't like it, I don't like it, I don't like it. But I know I need to do it. I am so attached to my first words.
Labels: birds, motherhood, NaPoWriMo
posted by jillypoet @ 5:50 PM
3 Comments:
i really enjoyed your use of this form.. it took what could have been made to feel somewhat nonsensical and made it very meaningful when it wound into that last stanza....
I love the title, and "these are the bare days, empty as blown eggs"
and "vintage honey-baked homespun, torn at the edges..." Good stuff.
When it comes to revision, I have to put it aside. Every time I write something I think it is the best thing ever written...it takes awhile for that to wear off, then I can realistically look at stuff.
you do have a way with titles. always.
i like " a woman should not feed worms to her children"
glad you had a productive day #5. i lost my focus.
must.
get.
it.
back. ...
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