Welcome to the Tanka Tuesday Poetry Recap featuring the work of poets from around the globe. If you would like to participate in this challenge, you can learn the rules on the menu item called Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Guidelines.
I have no idea how this will affect us for this challenge or blogging with WordPress. I’ll try to roll with the changes.
In the meantime, I’ve upgraded to the business plan so that I could get a plugin to stay with the original WordPress editor.
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PLEASE NOTE: Don’t forget to count your syllables. Use this site: howmanysyllables.com. Click on the workshop tab. Then, copy and paste your poem into the box, and click “count syllables” at the bottom.
For some, this challenge is a way to learn more about writing in English, even though it’s the American version. English is a second language to many of our participants.
I also understand that accent and inflection play a key roll in the way you say certain words and this will change the syllable count. Here is my compromise: Please try to get as close to the syllable count as possible when writing these syllabic forms of poetry.
This challenge is not for free-verse poetry. ❤
Each week, I like to highlight a poet who I call the Poet of the Week, who has shared an exceptional message, or shown an impassioned creativity through words or form. Poetry is all about perception, so don’t be shocked if you don’t feel the same way about a poem that I do. ❤
This week, I’ve chosen Sue Vincent, and her poem, Cliché… This poem really stood out to me because the first part is a Cinquain which creates the first act of what will follow. In this way, the Cinquain sets up the synonyms for the words, “sad and write.”
Yet, it is the rhythmic stanzas that flow afterward which give this poem its power. Interesting to note, her syllables used per line are in an 8 syllable, 6 syllable pattern almost all the way to the end, illustrating the metre power of the iambic pentameters in her words.
Sighing, mourning, why-ing
Penned expressions of emotion
It is, they say, just a cliché
To pen a mournful verse,
An ode to love, a billet doux,
A burning flame…or worse…
And yet, the universal pen
Of lovers everywhere
Turns first to rhyme and doggerel
When seeking words of care.
Perhaps the poet and the heart
Have gone too deep for skill
And with emotion’s misaimed sword
Their own expressions kill?
Sometimes a cliché’s all that works
… The rose and turtle dove…
To confine hearts to paper words
(Or find a rhyme for ‘love’).
Do not dismiss the doggerel;
Within outmoded form,
The heart that seeks the words to speak
Is genuine and warm.
Although the words are shaped awry
And though the phrases pall,
The love they hold is not cliché’d
But at the heart of all.
© 2018 Sue Vincent
“Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It’s that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that’s what the poet does.” — Allen Ginsberg
The new challenge is up Tuesday morning. See you there! ❤