Fantasy
This week: Dilemma: Rewriting Fantasy Poetry Edited by: Prosperous Snow celebrating More Newsletters By This Editor
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Beware!
Cleaning out desk drawers
is dangerous,
because you will find
yesterday's fantasies.
You will fine poem starts,
finished poems,
and those that need rewriting. |
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I cleaned out the drawers of my computer desk. I found several fantasy genre story poems, which I have to either rewrite or transfer--without rewriting--into "Poem Experiments" [18+]. This journal/blog contains a hodgepodge of poems I wrote beginning sometime in the last century. I am not certain of the exact dates, because for a while I was, somewhat, lackadaisical about dating the drafts.
The three fantasy poems I found, were written in quatrain form rhyming abcb. Two of the three is about a wizard, the first poem is called "The Wizard's Quest", and The Wizard (no other name) is searching for forbidden knowledge. I have reread this poem several times, and I cannot decide whether to leave it as is or rewrite. If I rewrite it will become a completely different poem. Following is the last stanza of "The Wizard's Quest".
Thus this tale ends
About a sorcerer bold,
Who sought forbidden knowledge
In a tablet of pure gold.
Rewriting is the dilemma. I have encountered this dilemma before with the novels I have written. I like the plot. I am not sure whether I like the characters or not. I think part of the problem with these poems is the line lengths and the rhythm. When I read the poem aloud, the rhythm does not flow and seems jagged. I am sure I am not the only writer encountering this problem. Any suggestions are welcome. If anyone wants to read the full text of the poem, I am transferring them into "Poem Experiments" over the next few weeks, with any other poems I discover in this same genre.
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Quick-Quill writes: After doing my family geology back in 2000 I found my 4 times great grandfather had written a book on biblical prophecy. I called the member of the family that might still have family memorabilia and was told the wife of the last family member had taken all his family treasures and burned them. I was sick. We all were. She isn't much loved in the family, I don't think she cares either. She was rude when I contacted her. I would love to go back to the late 1800's and talk to that grandfather. (Hopefully I know what I know now) and share what he wrote and what has transpired since then. Maybe one day I will meet him.
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