This month's challenge was to write in the style of Neruda. Oh boy. I haven't read much Neruda, so finding a poem as a mentor text was hard. I was familiar with the bilingual, illustrated selection of Neruda's Book of Questions that was published by Enchanted Lion Books last year. I thought about writing a poem composed of questions, but I went down the rabbit hole of reading Neruda's odes and got lost. They're pretty amazing. If you haven't read them, the best way to describe them is a lengthy (usually) stream of consciousness about everyday objects with a hefty dose of meandering seemingly off-topic before brilliantly closing with a meditation on beauty, nature, or something else profound.
Inspired by these odes, I attempted one of my own. Our theme for the year is transformation. I'm not sure I got there this time, but I had fun trying.
- Tanita Davis
- Mary Lee Hahn
- Sara Lewis Holmes
- Kelly Ramsdell
- Laura Purdie Salas
- Liz Garton Scanlon
- Andi Sibley
Would you like to try the next challenge? Next month we are writing in the form of the ghazal. You can learn more about this form here. We hope you'll join us. Are you in? Good! You’ve got a month to craft your creation(s), then share your offering with the rest of us on May 26th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We look forward to reading your poems!
I hope you'll take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Ruth at There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town. Happy poetry Friday, friends!
So much depends on a small basket filled with a lifetime of trinkets. (Oops! Wrong poet!) I love this because I work in a whole ROOM that is like your basket. Every item has a story. But yours have a poem, lucky things.ReplyDelete
Beautiful, Tricia...as you said about Neruda's work, it meanders and comes full circle. Well done!ReplyDelete
I love the odes too, the meandering that turns out to be purposeful, or at least meaningful! Your collection is beautifully textured, like the woven paper bowl. <3ReplyDelete
This is delicious, Tricia. A diaper pin from when you were a baby. What a treasure! And I'm mid-revision on a poem about left-handed notebooks, so that really resonated. Beautiful job...ReplyDelete
I have more than one container filled with those trinkets, Tricia, & one includes a diaper pin, used by my children. I love reading, and re-reading, all that you included. (It seems Neruda missed a few topics.)ReplyDelete
This is so so so satisfying, just like a good 'junk drawer' (always what we caleld them growing up. Each trinket a touchstone, and now made permanent in a poem. LOVELYReplyDelete
Ohhh, the pink diaper pin. I love that your mother kept it, and then you have it back, a memento of her memories of a time you don't recall. It's an infinity of love in "fleeting, beautiful reminders." I have to admit that I was a little overawed by the Neruda odes because of their length, but I sincerely feel like I could do this now - just a series of linked meditations on something that's meaningful to me... you did this beautifully (and I'm sorry I'm just now getting to it).ReplyDelete