Thirtieth Stone: Poetry Writing Class

I’m strting to enjoy the discipline of having to write a poem each week. I enjoy the refining and editing; rolling the words around; the feeling that an idea that seems just beyond my fingertips, suddenly lands for an instant butterfly-like within reach and leaves the shadow of its wings on the page, where, if I am lucky, something of its touch remains in the words.

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17 thoughts on “Thirtieth Stone: Poetry Writing Class

  1. It is a rush, is it not. For me though it is hard to tell whether it be moth or butterfly or gargoyle -definitely winged though.

    ‘ Leaves the shadow of its wings on the page ‘, good shtufffs!

  2. It’s groping for the pencil and the scrap of paper and trying to get it in some shape on the page before it dissolves again into the ether, leaving me with a shopping list fro eggs and mushrooms in my hand instead.

  3. Yes, I love the process when I discipline myself to do it. And I enjoy the metaphor of the butterfly. I am currently reading Barbara Kingsolver’s Flight Behavior. If you haven’t read it, the story uses the plight of the Monarch butterfly to look at life in Tennessee – in the very poor region of the Appalachian Mountains.

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