James Sheard mentions in his blog his two-line problem of whether the following lines that he came up with sound like the opening, close or otherwise of a poem -
When next you pass through beeches, think:
These are old lovers; this how I left them.
So swiss suggested using Sheard's lines to come up with our own poems. Though I feel that the lines definitely constitute a poem's ending I found it really hard getting into the 'voice' of Sheard's lines so I decided to use them as an epigraph to my poem instead (hope you don't think this is cheating, swiss!).
4 comments:
lovely, lovely, lovely.
loving the loch eck bit,the glen in moonlight and especially the last three lines, nice rhythm, nice finish.
as for me. first off apologies as i had to do thsis in a hurry this afternoon as i'm waaay behind on my uni stuff and it hasn't left me time otherwise i think this would be diferent. it's put me onto different thinking path which i'll share with you when it's done but inthe meantime here's what i cam up with (call it a working version! lol)
thankyou, I'm glad you like it.
I very much like your 'working version' esp eyes oven-lit and the seal them in stone and soak them in gin. Interesting take on the lines, I'm looking forward to seeing what else you have in mind!
Such a strong sense of time & place here, sorlil.
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