I've never participated in Poetry Fridays, so in honor of the day:
I am the sonnet, never quickly thrilled; Not prone to overstated gushing praise Nor yet to seething rants and anger, filled With overstretched opinions to rephrase; But on the other hand, not fond of fools, And thus, not fond of people, on the whole; And holding to the sound and useful rules, Not those that seek unjustified control. I'm balanced, measured, sensible (at least, I think I am, and usually I'm right); And when more ostentatious types have ceased, I'm still around, and doing, still, alright. In short, I'm calm and rational and stable - Or, well, I am, as much as I am able. | What Poetry Form Are You?
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Thanks to
Fuse#8 for the link!
Alvina,
ReplyDeleteI see that Fuse #8 has written about the LB Fall Preview.
Are you willing to write about it from an editor's perspective?
...and where are you moving your offices?
Katherine
Hi Alvina- it's me, Steve Emond, of sushi-eating fame. Thought as long as I'd found your blog and was reading it I should say hello so as not to feel like a stalker. I started my own blogger to log my writing process so feel free to revenge-stalk!
ReplyDeleteAlvina, Guess which one I came up? Blank verse. I feel like a passed a test. If it had come up sonnet, we might have had to go back to press. Ellen Y.
ReplyDeleteHey Alvina,
ReplyDeleteI was the limerick. Go figure.
Hi, Alvina,
ReplyDeleteApropos of nothing at all (except poetry), I thought I'd weigh in with a little ditty I hope is not thought objectionable:
The Difference
Academic exegeses
Labor over which is which.
Simple. Verse is quick and easy.
Poetry’s a bitch.
Thank you for TULIP!
Pat
I just learned my 2nd new word of the day, as I'm a Triolet, and
ReplyDeleteLOVE it, even though I consider myself poetryphobic. Speaking of phobic, the other new word of the day for me is triskaidekaphobia (Friday the 13th and all...)