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Poetry For Fiction Writers, Part IV: Some Suggestions

Part I was what not to read, Part II was a discussion of meter, Part III was all about sonnets. This part is going to list some poetry that I think is worth study. A note before I list examples, … Continue reading

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Poetry For Fiction Writers, Part III: Anatomy Of The Sonnet

In the first part of this series I defined limits. In the second part I discussed meter. Now I am going to be examining the sonnet, because it is the workhorse of English verse. It is a form that is … Continue reading

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Poetry For Fiction Writers, Part II: Meter

In the first part of this series I talked about what I’m not going to be talking about. Now I want to look at the mechanics of verse. Let’s talk about the parts of verse. From small to large we … Continue reading

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Poetry For Fiction Writers, Part I: What Not To Read

This series of articles will be focusing on poetry strictly as an aid for developing a fiction author’s feel for composition and rhythm with an eye for producing more readable prose. Consequently, I will be discussing different forms on the … Continue reading

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No more sonnets.

Not “no more sonnets ever”, but I’m not going to finish my 31 in 31 days. ┬áJust got overwhelming after a while. Still my favorite poetic form, though.

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Mr. Mephistopheles, dressed in red Wrote a letter to The Times He considered carefully what he said And mailed it with two shiny dimes Miss Antigone, pretty young thing Hung herself on the telegraph wire For seven days they let … Continue reading

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Everybody walks in the Kingdom of the Ants Everybody dances on Butterfly Hill Turn around bend down pull up your pants Run as fast as you can and now stand still Nobody wants to be the last in line Turn … Continue reading

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