Discussion in 'books, films, TV, radio & writing' started by DotCommunist, Feb 1, 2010.
Can't be arsed with it.
Too tired. Don't like haiku.
Rules are for fascists.
In fairness, my will
sapped for summer heat, speaking
only the half truth
exhausted as is
my muse, the tired harlot
sings sweeter now sir
Nightingale may speak,
not singing. Another tune. But
mute she stands, this night.
fucking syllable counts are so annoying. Good exercise though
Written my first poems in over a year today. Very short, but I like. At least I'm writing again.
brethren be not shy
colour life with words wellspoke
and move us to tears
I'll PM you. Will be sending them off somewhere, most likely, and some editors insist they haven't appeared anywhere else.
So, I got round to writing a short story. Now fucking what?
send me an email addy so I can add you as a blog contributor and then post therein. You grey haired jew.
Fucking done it, you paedo.
Um, what is the current challenge? I can only see a poem posted this month (very TS Elliot).
can someone post a link to it please as I deleted my bookmarks by accident.
How is it like TS Elliot, exactly?
Theme- oh we have more contributors than contributions atm
I'm just going with freeform at the moment- unless we want to re-awaken the fire of competition. I have been writing but not posting owt up- might shove up a short piece of prose if I can decide wether pr not it is not to scathingly bitter and must remain personal.
Shifty- you call a theme? then we can get the monthly mojo back on
or you Icarus. Someone call a theme, dammit.
Well, to start with, there's: interspersing internal monologue with descriptions of an area; first person POV; blank verse; surreal tone; long stanzas of mostly short lines, with the occasional short stanza. And it quotes The Hollow Men.
I don't dispute your reading of it. It's just I've never read any Elliot, until now. Didn't know the "this is how the world ends" was him. I'd heard it somewhere, so I paraphrased it.
Well, now you know! It really is very, very similar. That's a good thing, IMO.
DotCom apparently fears my truth. Anyone who wants to read the thing I wrote, PM me and I'll wing a copy to you, you dirty girls.
Ok. I'm going to write something this month too...
The theme is..... Distance.
How about that?
oh was that why tou PM'd me an addy. I was all confused about that.
I'll send you an invite later dude I have to do the dishes now.
Shifty- distance sounds cool as a theme. I'll get my thinking cap on.
Right- that is you sent an invite Oh Kenneth of the melancholy bent. Feel free to post up what you have written, I for one think you are pretty funny as a writer and would be glad to see it.
The theme for next month as proposed by the Lady who Shifts bags is 'distance'
Nice and open, as we like with a theme. Or as I like, cos it means I can write any old thing and claim it fits to the theme afterwards.
I've all your email adresses now, so those who don't make the effort are getting signed up for the vilest porn spam I can find. And this is me remember, I'll personalise it for maximum offensiveness.
Not a bother. I've about 25. I can afford to lose one.
I will write some shit, though. Poesy all right?
I didn't get an email, DotCom. This story I wrote is not in any way at all funny, by the way.
this is because you presumed I'd be intelligent enough to add the '.com' you left off of you e-mail address- how kind of you to overestimate me so.
rectified, and invite sent.
Oh, your aunt. Your fucking aunt, mate.
I've done it now, anyway. It's up there. I deliberately made the ending a bit wet, so I'm well aware of the wetness.
go for it bred. Iprefer stoies but a poem is appreciated if it is good- I'm down on 90% of poetry though cos it has to be REALLY good to get my praise. Largely cos it isn't really a form I like- it is fucking difficult, and I like to be told a story.
But feel free ennit. This collective has fuck all to do with anything I do or don't like.
Yeah. I don't really read poetry. Certainly not in the circles I know. It's not awful, mainly, just very ordinary. If you get the sense that a conversation in the boozer would be far more interesting than another tired Bukowski-lite effort, there's something askew.
hmmm, distance. might have a crack at this. well its a good diversion from packing to move next week
I like poetry and kicked up a fuss when people suggested that it's not good enough for our competition.... I for one would love to read your poetry S*I
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