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Last Day of Poetry Class

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Now sure, it was the last day of every class, but this was special. I’ve taken several creative writing classes ove the years and none were really like this. It’s not really anything to do with my vision, and honestly there are things I want to say that have no relevance to my ability to see (or lack thereof), but I want to share with people. The class had an effect that’s hard to make. A place were everyone can share without anything being held against them. We all were trying hard, and the change in our writing is great. The fact we had a community and no one felt like they couldn’t share everything. Going to school from 6-9 PM two times as week isn’t easy, but when I went I forgot why I doubted myself in the first place. It’s a beautiful place. The power and energy of the class is something I think I will always remember. I think the night that I had the idea for my favourite poem of the class is one I’ll remember. I’m glad I had the moment at the end of the class so I could near run home and write. To give some context I was presenting my poem ( a sonnet) and I’d been doing forms for half the semester which was fun to play with. So my teacher asked me what form I was going to use next and I admitted I didn’t know and one of the students suggested a sestina and challenge accepted. Still I had a memory of a poem I wrote before where I had two voices in the poem.  So I wanted to write a sestina with different voices. At first I thought I should write two sestina’s that related to each other, but then… I came up with an idea. I an’t really explain it so I’ll just show you: Moon and Sun

I was going to copy and paste it, but well… it’s hard to make it show up the way it’s supposed to so I just pasted it. For those of you who don’t want to a sestina is it’s a poetic form where the last word of each line is repeated in a certain pattern:

1. ABCDEF
2. FAEBDC
3. CFDABE
4. ECBFAD
5. DEACFB
6. BDFECA
7. (envoi) ECA or ACE

That’s basically how the lines are laid out (which yes takes writing it down to remember. I won’t say more than that about it, but you may be able to see the pattern (though some people didn’t realize it was a sestina in class) since we have to do half the poems were we comment in class and half were we take them home ( I wish I’d done this one where we could read it in class). Still this was just something I wanted to talk about.

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During my Creative Writing Poetry class we had to look up poets and read some of their poems and make a presentation on them. I finally decided to look up a poet that my teacher has been recommended that I look up. That being May Swenson. She’s a really good poet, but my reason for mentioning this is because one of the poems I found (after I took out the books of poetry the library had to offer) I found a poem that spoke to me. A lot of them did, but this one spoke to me on a certain level, yu’ll see what I mean.

The Blindman

The blindman placed
a tulip on his tongue for purple’s taste.
Cheek to grass, his green

Was rough excitement’s sheen
of little whips.
In water to his lips

he named the sea blue and white,
the basin of his tears and fallen beads of sight.
He said: This scarf is red;

I feel the vectors to its thread
that dance down from the sun. I know
the seven fragrances of the rainbow.

I have caressed
the orange hair of flames. Pressed
to my ear,

a pomegranate lets me hear
crimson’s flute.
Trumpets tell me yellow. Only ebony is mute.

See what I mean? One time when I was writing something some said I needed more detail in my writing and I asked them how I would do that being visually impaired and they told me that I could just use my other senses as well. I find it interesting to use colour a sounds and feelings instead of what you see.