Sunday, November 15, 2015

Poem #8 for Fall, 2015, Creative Writing




                           What is it?

No Doctor, the pounding prowess of my headache
cannot be a sign of exhaustion.

It might be
a Disease of a chronic nature
that first lurks in the Bowels and Kidneys,
slowly compounding its scientific scheme
secretions suppressed and fluids corrupted,
foul humors pooled like lakes of Dropsy cooled
in the woods and fields of my glandular system.

Now that you mention it
I can feel the disturbance of Dyspepsia
oozing comfortably in its Liver Laboratory
raising levels of biliousness and blood acidity
CAUTION GENERAL DEBILITY
with the flick of a pulsating crimson toggle,
Constipation and Heartburn discharge.

As we speak
Encephalitis with his spindly fingers
zips between my neural synapses
vaulting along my Spinal Cord circuitry,
cutting wires disguised as Nerves to send
electrons zooming down ganglion highways
Meninges inflate with a sputter of sparks.
At this very moment
Erysipelas creeps right under my skin
a matron with no matchless medicine
prodding awake pimples and old sores
blowing in the ear of tawny Jaundice,
who rouses with a blistering roar
to sow salt rheum in red furrows of rosacea.
Not insomnia, but a simple case of  hypochondria?
Well Doctor, I diagnose you with denial.

                                               --by Talia Bean

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Writing Experiments for Poets 

(adapted from a list by the poet Bernadette Mayer)

Use this list for ideas for new poems. For the last couple weeks of class, we will use this list for writing prompts.

* Pick a word or phrase at random, let mind play freely around it until a few ideas have come up, then seize on one and begin to write. Try this with a non- connotative word, like "so" etc.

* Systematically eliminate the use of certain kinds of words or phrases from a piece of writing: eliminate all adjectives from a poem of your own, or take out all words beginning with 's' in Shakespeare's sonnets.

* Rewrite someone else's writing. Experiment with theft and plagiarism. You can always cite your source later if you want to publish.

* Get a group of words, either randomly selected or thought up, then form these words (only) into a piece of writing-whatever the words allow. Let them demand their own form, or, use some words in a predetermined way.

* Eliminate material systematically from a piece of your own writing until it is "ultimately" reduced, or, read or write it backwards, line by line or word by word. Read a novel backwards.

* Using phrases relating to one subject or idea, write about another, pushing metaphor and simile as far as you can. For example, use science terms to write about childhood or philosophic language to describe a shirt.

* Take an idea, anything that interests you, or an object, then spend a few days looking and noticing, perhaps making notes on what comes up about that idea, or, try to create a situation or surrounding where everything that happens is in relation.

* Construct a poem as if the words were three-dimensional objects to be handled in space. Print them on large cards or bricks if necessary.

* Write as you think, as close as you can come to this, that is, put pen to paper and don't stop. Experiment writing fast and writing slow.

* Attempt tape recorder work, that is, recording without a text, perhaps at specific times.

* Make notes on what happens or occurs to you for a limited amount of time, then make something of it in writing.

* Get someone to write for you, pretending they are you.

* Write in a strict form, or, transform prose into a poetic form.

* Write a poem that reflects another poem, as in a mirror.

* Read or write a story or myth, then put it aside and, trying to remember it, write it five or ten times at intervals from memory. Or, make a work out of continuously saying, in a column or list, one sentence or line, over and over in different ways, until you get it "right."

* Make a pattern of repetitions.

* Take an already written work of your own and insert, at random or by choice, a paragraph or section from, for example, a psychology book or a seed catalogue. Then study the possibilities of rearranging this work or rewriting the "source."

* Experiment with writing in every person and tense every day.

* Explore the possibilities of lists, puzzles, riddles, dictionaries, almanacs, etc. Consult the thesaurus where categories for the word "word" include: word as news, word as message, word as information, word as story, word as order or command, word as vocable, word as instruction, promise, vow, contract.

* The possibilities of synesthesia in relation to language and words: the word and the letter as sensations, colors evoked by letters, sensations caused by the sound of a word as apart from its meaning, etc. And the effect of this phenomenon on you; for example, write in the water, on a moving vehicle.

* Attempt writing in a state of mind that seems least congenial.

* Consider word and letter as forms-the material distortion of a text, a mutiplicity of o's or ea's, or a pleasing visual arrangement: "the mill pond of chill doubt."

* Do experiments with sensory memory: record all sense images that remain from breakfast, study which senses engage you, escape you.

* Write, taking off from visual projections, whether mental or mechanical, without thought to the word in the ordinary sense, no craft.

* Make writing experiments over a long period of time. For example, plan how much you will write for a particular work each day, perhaps one word or one page.

* Write on a piece of paper where something is already printed or written.

* Attempt to eliminate all connotation from a piece of writing and vice versa.

* Experiment with writing in a group, collaborative work: a group writing individually off of each other's work over a long period of time in the same room; a group contributing to the same work, sentence by sentence or line by line; one writer being fed information and ideas while the other writes; writing, leaving instructions for another writer to fill in what you can't describe; compiling a book or work structured by your own language around the writings of others; or a group working and writing off of each other's dream writing.

* Dream work: record dreams daily, experiment with translation or transcription of dream thought, attempt to approach the tense and incongruity appropriate to the dream, work with the dream until a poem or song emerges from it, use the dream as an alert form of the mind's activity or consciousness, consider the dream a problem-solving device, change dream characters into fictional characters, accept dream's language as a gift.

* Structure a poem or prose writing according to city streets, miles, walks, drives. For example: Take a fourteen-block walk, writing one line per block to create a sonnet; choose a city street familiar to you, walk it, make notes and use them to create a work; take a long walk with a group of writers, observe, make notes and create works, then compare them; take a long walk or drive-write one line or sentence per mile. Variations on this.

* The uses of journals. Keep a journal that is restricted to one set of ideas, for instance, a food or dream journal, a journal that is only written in when it is raining, a journal of ideas about writing, a weather journal. Remember that journals do not have to involve "good" writing-they are to be made use of. Simple one-line entries like "No snow today" can be inspiring later. Have 3 or 4 journals going at once, each with a different purpose. Create a journal that is meant to be shared and commented on by another writer--leave half of each page blank for the comments of the other.

* Type out a Shakespeare sonnet or other poem you would like to learn about/imitate double-spaced on a page. Rewrite it in between the lines.

* Find the poems you think are the worst poems ever written, either by your own self or other poets. Study them, then write a bad poem.

* Choose a subject you would like to write "about." Then attempt to write a piece that absolutely avoids any relationship to that subject. Get someone to grade you.

* Write a series of titles for as yet unwritten poems or proses. Write a poem made of titles only.

* Work with a number of objects, moving them around on a field or surface-describe their shifting relationships, resonances, associations. Or, write a series of poems that have only to do with what you see in the place where you most often write. Or, write a poem in each room of your house or apartment. Experiment with doing this in the home you grew up in, if possible.

* Write a bestiary (a poem about real and mythical animals).

* Write five short expressions of the most adamant anger; make a work out of them.

* Write a work gazing into a mirror without using the pronoun I.

* A shocking experiment: Rip pages out of books at random (I guess you could xerox them) and study them as if they were a collection of poetic/literary material. Use this method on your old high school or college notebooks, if possible, then create an epistemological work based on the randomly chosen notebook pages.

* Meditate on a word, sound, or list of ideas before beginning to write.

* Take a book of poetry you love and make a list, going through it poem by poem, of the experiments, innovations, methods, intentions, etc. involved in the creation of the works in the book.

* Write what is secret. Then write what is shared. Experiment with writing each in two different ways: veiled language, direct language.

* Write a soothing novel in twelve short paragraphs.

* Write a work that attempts to include the names of all the physical contents of the terrestrial world that you know.

* Attempt to speak for a day only in questions; write only in questions.

* Attempt to become in a state where the mind is flooded with ideas; attempt to keep as many thoughts in mind simultaneously as possible. Then write without looking at the page, typescript or computer screen (This is "called" invisible writing).

* Choose a period of time, perhaps five or nine months. Every day, write a letter that will never be sent to a person who does or does not exist, or to a number of people who do or do not exist. Create a title for each letter and don't send them. Pile them up as a book.

* Turn a list of the objects that have something to do with a person who has died into a poem or poem form, in homage to that person.

* Write the same poem over and over again, in different forms, until you are weary. Another experiment: set yourself the task of writing for four hours at a time, perhaps once, twice or seven times a week. Don't stop until hunger and/or fatigue take over. At the very least, always set aside a four-hour period once a month in which to write. This is always possible and will result in one book of poems or prose writing for each year. Then we begin to know something.

* Attempt as a writer to win the Nobel Prize in Science by finding out how thought becomes language, or does not.

* Take a traditional text like the pledge of allegiance to the flag. For every noun, replace it with one that is seventh or ninth down from the original one in the dictionary. For instance, the word "honesty" would be replaced by "honey dew melon." Investigate what happens; different dictionaries will produce different results.

* Attempt to write a poem or series of poems that will change the world. Does everything written or dreamed of do this?

* Write occasional poems for weddings, for rivers, for birthdays, for other poets' beauty, for movie stars maybe, for the anniversaries of all kinds of loving meetings, for births, for moments of knowledge, for deaths. Writing for the "occasion" is part of our purpose as poets in being-this is our work in the community wherein we belong and work as speakers for others.

* Experiment with every traditional form, so as to know it.

* Write poems and proses in which you set yourself the task of using particular words, chosen at random like the spelling exercises of children: intelligence, amazing, weigh, weight, camel, camel's, foresight, through, threw, never, now, snow, rein, rain. Make a story of that!



Monday, November 9, 2015

Poem #7 for Fall, 2015, Creative Writing

                     The Giver

The Giver
The green sits comfortably in its place
Barely a breeze blows by
The ice cream drips beneath the rays
Not a cloud clutters the sky

Rays are fading, a shadowy mask
The air crisp and serene
A crunchy new orange leaf has turned
The world no longer green

A blanket’s drawn, chilling to a freeze
Everything that breathes.
The calm and storm unite as one
Beneath, green rests in peace.

Strangled, suffocating patiently
Until the day it’s freed.
Humbly letting doom dominate
Lifeless green concedes.

Tempers ablaze, the pulse is paralyzed
Breathing beings hide in fleeting heat
Green is hostage, hands tied up
The bondage melts like vanishing sleet

If ever there was a doubt in the faith
That the dead can again come alive,
Take a glimpse at the gentle growth of green
Pushing up the daisies, longing to survive.

A single sweet song carries its report
The growth of green persevering
The melodious music a pleasing promise
The world will carry on breathing.

A feathered creature descends upon
A brown extended arm
A ray beams down in green glory
No longer in captivity, no longer at harm.

Laughing lungs brimming with life
Breathing in the scents once more
A kaleidoscope of dancing colors
Generous green gives joyously as before

                                                 --by Talia Bassali

Poem #6 for Fall, 2015 Creative Writing

           The Hours are Fleeting

Once over the ocean of waves and light,
then back again, returned without a sound.
The fleeting hours vanish into night.

The strings are all tied, packaged neat and tight
sent to the bay, to the king that I crowned
once. Over the ocean of waves and light

that shines to solemn crests of foaming white,
I sail all ships ordained to run aground.
Their fleeting hours vanish into night.

I traveled far but never did lose sight
of golden hills in thousands that I found
once, over the ocean of waves and light.

The wings of seagulls swept by wind in flight,
the eddies swirling, stalks of sea grass drowned
all fleeting hours vanish into night.

The wonder merchant never does me right
by showing visions meant to daze, astound.
Once over the ocean of waves and light
the fleeting hours vanish into night.

                                                    --by Talia Bean



Thursday, November 5, 2015

Poem #5 for Fall, 2015, Creative Writing

                       Comple

Like a baby bottle without its nippl
Like Coach K without his breathing tub
Like a smile without a mout
Like Cory without her head in the toile
Like a lollipop without the saliv
Like Alexandra without grey fog in her hea
Like a mattress without its sprin
Like Quinn without a knife at her wris
Like a jack in the box without a clow
Like Donnie without duct taped shoe
Like a home without a roo
Like Patrick without his barren 24 year old wif
Like a side view mirror without glas
Like Kim without stage 3 breast cance
Like a book without pag
Like Annie without her water bottle of Grey Goos
Like a laptop without keyboar
Like Mr.J without demensi
Like a wheelchair without whee


21. Like The World Without Tears

                                      --by Elicia Bessaleli

Sunday, November 1, 2015

Poem #4 for Fall, 2015, Creative Writing

           Villanelle for Grandma

“Look” is all Grandma says, and she says it tons.
She speaks in the same pre-written psalms.
In short we have different prescriptions.

So pure, so pure. She sighs and shuns
the world. Her hiding keeps her calm.
“Look” is all Grandma says, and she says it tons.

I prefer to write my own definitions
and accept the world with two open palms.
In short we have different prescriptions.

She dedicates to daughters and sons,
to modesty, prayer, and giving poor alms.
“Look” is all Grandma says, and she says it tons.

All I do is joke and attempt the puns–
with no malintent to hurt my grand-mom.
In short we have different prescriptions.

And tradition continues for all eons.
The corpus of the old works we embalm.
“Look” is all Grandma says, and she says it tons.
In short we have different prescriptions.

                                                 --by Rivka Hia