How To Write Poetry
Here is a short guide to help you on your
way to becoming a poet. First, you have to know what words to use. If you were
a carpenter, would you build a house using driftwood? Of course not! So don't
go building your poetry using drift-words. Throughout this instructional essay,
I will drop words like pieces of bread (hereafter denoted by an asterisk) leading
you out of the forest of bad poetry. Here is one made of solid oak: tendrils. Just look at it. Maybe you're
thinking, Is that some type of pasta? No, it's a word! And not just any word,
it's a poetry-word! Here's an example:
Her
hair fell like *tendrils into the gaping *maw of *night.
Not
bad, eh? And look, we've got two more. Maw
is just a fancy way of saying mouth,
but if you're going to write a poem about visiting the dentist, make sure you
say something like,
“That son-of-a-bitch (it's okay to cuss in poetry) yanked the tooth right out of my *gaping maw.” Notice the use of gaping here. The two are often seen together. And let's not forget night. This simple word is the poet's lonely friend, the friend who walks down a deserted road kicking pebbles across the *fecund path of life, the friend who holds the poet's hand in the dark. Let us not forget him. Or her.
“That son-of-a-bitch (it's okay to cuss in poetry) yanked the tooth right out of my *gaping maw.” Notice the use of gaping here. The two are often seen together. And let's not forget night. This simple word is the poet's lonely friend, the friend who walks down a deserted road kicking pebbles across the *fecund path of life, the friend who holds the poet's hand in the dark. Let us not forget him. Or her.
Now
I'd like to talk about something that is a bit of a secret in most poetry
circles: Indentation!
Let's
say you have a fairly boring couplet like this:
She
left a coffee
stain
on my tabled heart
Yawn,
right? Now watch this:
She
left a coffee
stain on my tabled heart
Can
you say New Yorker? You've just gone from coffee house amateur to professional
just by hitting your tab button a few times.
Okay,
let’s move on. Here’s an example of a sonnet:
Dirt
Weed Sonnet
(actually, who really wants to read a sonnet?
Let’s just skip it.)
Another
great way to be a certified poet is to write about poetry. Nothing says you're
a poet better than penning an ode to your favorite pastime. Whatever you do,
make sure you place the word Poem in
your title. Here's an example:
Poem
about a Pony named Poetry
You'll
notice I killed two birds with one stone there. Who wouldn't publish that?! If
this fails for some reason, try writing about yourself. Who is the most
interesting person you know? You, of course! If you do decide to go this route,
try using the following formula (it's not fail-proof, but it should get you
rolling):
I
did this
Then
I did that
And when I sat back from it all
I
had this insightful and somewhat ambiguous thought
Please
beware of something called adjectivitis.
I see this often. A poem can become sick and diseased if you don't use enough
adjectives. I like adjectives. I also like sugar. I have a whole box of sugar
cubes next to my coffee maker. Do you think I use just one sugar cube in my
coffee when I have upwards of 80 at my disposal? Hell no! Sometimes I'll use
two, three and if I'm really hung-over, then I'll use four. Do you see my
point? We all have at least 80 adjectives sitting in our collective sugar-cube
boxes. See what happens to this ordinary cup of a poem:
She
was a lovely person
One
lump or three?
She
was an ugly, sad, horny, lovely person
Next
up is the use of simile and metaphor. These are what car-bombs are to
terrorists. Without them, you're nothing more than an angry person with too
much religion stewing in their bottom who can't afford a rocket launcher. See
how I did that? I compared the terrorist with the poet. You are the terrorist!
Plant your homemade word-bombs along the roadside of your audience's mind and
let them rip! Ka-blooey!! If you do your job right, you'll have innocent
corpses strewn about everywhere.
Simile
example:
She
said my poetry was like a kitten
peeing in a basket
of freshly washed laundry
Metaphor
example:
The
laundry basket was an amazing poem
a certain someone couldn’t appreciate
because
she was stupid in the face
Some
more ideas if you’re stuck:
Maybe
you have a journal lying around full of sad thoughts about that guy who cheated
on you with your hot deaf sister. Surely, you say, that can't be poetry-fodder.
The answer is: Hell yes! Copy it down word for word, indent here and there,
maybe indent again just for dramatic emphasis at the part where he tells you
right in front of your hot deaf sister, but she pretends not to be able to hear
(but you know she really can.) And what do we have here? A poem titled: My
Hot Deaf Sister is a Poem I Hate.
Once
you've actually written your poem, you should look for the heart of your poem.
The heart is the central focal point of the piece, the place that pumps blood
to the other parts of the poem. Many beginners often mistake the leg for the
heart. It's easy to do. A good way to avoid this is by placing your ear against
the poem and listening for the ba-dum,
ba-dum of creativity.
When
you find it, stick a big pin in it.
So
you can find it again later.
James Zerndt lives in Portland, Oregon, with his wife and son. His poetry has appeared in The Oregonian Newspaper, and his fiction has most recently appeared in Gray's Sporting Journal and SWINK magazine. He recieved an MFA in Writing from Pacific University and is extremely fond of gummy bears and rain.
This is his first novel.
His second novel, The Korean Word For Butterfly, is due out in February 2013.
How To Write Poetry - Guest Post From Author James Zerndt
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