Tuesday, July 3, 2012

First steps for making something from nothing with words


for Tom





















First, fall head-first into a hole that is
so perfectly fitted to your heart that
you will never again be free of it. Always
have your tools with you. Never let a moment go.

Roll in the scent like a dog and remember.

Take that rare color, the gem of a sound,
the shoes that you noticed side by side in
the grass and smear them on paper
as fast as you can. Don’t think. See without eyes.

Look at the sketchy map you’ve drawn,
trace your finger down the lines, decide where
you plan to take us. Nod once. Go slowly.
Hold that place in your mind like a distant castle.

Choose your own best reader, the one who gets it,
the one who knows your truth. Speak into their chest
with a megaphone, a feather, a rich dark whisper,
depending on your style and prevailing mood.

Your language is image, comparison, memory,
the clear ting of the finest china bell. The senses
are the way you get another heart to hear you, so
say what your skin and your ears and your eyes know.

Go back to the top and start again and again, smoothing
and dressing your thoughts in words made of all of the
men you are. Don’t use lazy tricks. Pluck out extra words.
Turn all clich├ęs on their heads. Don’t be afraid to cut.

Best wishes,
angelique

9 comments:

Sweet Pea said...

A perfect descriptive of the creative process translated into pure poetry. That's why you are so good at making words march right off the page. You live it, you feel it and you can share it in such a way that your reader lives it too.

Roll in the scent like a dog and remember. Perfect.

Hannah said...

Wow!! I like your style...BIG time!!! So many bits and bumps stood out to me!

This:

"Roll in the scent like a dog and remember.

Take that rare color, the gem of a sound,
the shoes that you noticed side by side in
the grass and smear them on paper
as fast as you can. Don’t think. See without eyes."

Might be my favorite but really I like the distant castle part and speak into their chest with a megaphone, a feather, a rich dark whisper...love that this is a recipe almost.

Great poem...much enjoyed!!

Anna Montgomery said...

Finely crafted and well realized, a gem!

charleslmashburn said...

Wonderful! All so true and written in a very entertining way!

Brian Miller said...

roll in the scent like a dog and remember...ha...great line that...really a finely crafted piece...

Fred Rutherford said...

I just love directional language in poetry. Really is like the author is taking their hand, somehow sneaking past the cranium itself, and physically guiding the brain and it's senses toward the direction it needs you to move toward

hedgewitch said...

An excellent instruction manual that follows its own advice.

metanoeticpoetics said...

This just grows and grows in perfection. Your poetic line is one of the more powerful I have seen in a while. The poem mixes message with poetry, weaving a fantastic web of how-to and poetic reverie. I enjoyed this immensely. Lovely and beautiful.

lucychili said...

this drills into the feeling of being alive and writing it.