Thursday, September 4, 2014

Creeley Imitation Poem

Your writing assignment has two parts: part 1 is to write a poem, part 2 is to comment on other's poems.

Pick a poem that you like. Give us the poem title and page number. (It can be any poem in the book.) Then write a poem that imitates Creeley's style and his poetics. Pay particular attention to imitating his use of line and syntax.

Some of you may feel comfortable writing a poem, some of you may not. Don't stress out. Relax, jump in, and let yourself take some risks. The idea here isn't to write a "good" poem. (If that happens, so much the better, but don't worry about it. Instead, the idea is to gain insight into his poems through the experience of writing in his style.

Be sure to read, and comment on, everyone's poems. We want this Blog to be a support space where we can talk with one another.

Here is an example of another poet writing an imitation poem. This is a poem by William Carlos Williams. Williams is a generation older than Creeley, and Williams was one of Creeley's important influences. You can probably see the similarity in their style. And here is a series of imitations of Williams written by another poet, Kenneth Koch. Koch is Creeley's generation, and one of his friends.

30 comments:

  1. Part 1: Creeley type poem enjoy. I am assuming I post this on here!
    Lake Day

    All day at lake,
    to clear think

    In the middle, water
    feeling wind and breeze

    Waverunning. To escape
    Reality - left

    the brain. She
    rode for miles,

    and miles. Her
    mind relaxed, and

    felt free -
    finally painless.

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    1. I think that it makes a big difference the way you said, "Her mind relaxed" not just that she relaxed. Had you implied that she relaxed as a whole I don't think it would have impacted the ending of the poem the way it did. I enjoyed it!

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  2. Part 2:
    The poem I have chosen this week to write about is the poem called Love on page 184. I chose this poem because of one word that stuck out, which was voluptuous. It is one of the longest words and the one word that hangs off in order to stick out. Creeley did a great choice with words because they are very hard sounding words. The words he uses like voluptuous, flesh, moisture, are very descriptive and it gives the poem flow as well. It is a poem that describes the emotion, the word itself, which is love. The way he wrote the poem was to concentrate on the words to describe love, and he did it well. By starting off with the small words like as, in, its and the last word is the word that sticks out like the second line “as the flesh.” His word choice just makes his poem great and the ending was with a bam. The title is love but in the end it ends with death. It is true though and his poem goes deep into the idea about love and how inevitable that people will die even if loved. It is not a complex poem but the words create so much imagery and emotion it almost feels complex at the end. Putting all these words like flesh, reassurance, and comfort into one poem creates a very nice sound and image. The words abstract and last rhyme which make me think of the word love in general. Overall the poem is great and it flows very well especially with the vocabulary choice.

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  3. I particularly enjoyed the poem "The Road" on page 255. This poem had a tone of sadness and loneliness to it. The title is great because of the way it portrays life as a road. It feels as if the speaker is literally feeling death as he is reaching the end of the road. He says things like "Because all had passed over / to wherever they go" giving us this picture of a lonely old man watching as all his friends pass away as he just "gets closer" to his death. I like the imagery he uses where he says "its a long way home, / this last walking" where we can literally picture him walking into death. Overall it is a pretty gloomy poem and he is so uncertain of what is to come and even scared, but I think it is an interesting way to view death.

    My poem...

    A Life Taken by Adaline Haynes

    A memory cannot always be enough,
    but a goodbye wouldn’t help.
    To look into the deep pools on your face
    once more would be a shatter to my heart.
    How to move on is no simple question
    somehow, carefully, time mends the wound
    but It can only glue the broken pieces not restore.
    Broken love is the only real love
    as I now choose to still love what is no more.

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    1. I reallly like the way you have the sentences broke up. I enjoyed the last two sentences a lot. Overall the poem is great!

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    2. I really love your poem! The way you wrote it is so true to how heartbreak feels. You especially captured my attention with your lines "once more would be to shatter my heart" and "It can only glue the broken pieces not restore". Great job!

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  4. I particularly enjoyed the poem “Chasing the Bird” on page 45. This was another poem that really hit home for me. I believe that a lot of people can relate to the poem as a whole especially once Creeley says, “Every night it is a little bit/ more difficult, a little/ harder…” I believe that everyone goes through some point in their life when they feel like that, so we can all relate.

    My Poem:

    “The Cigarette”

    I learned
    from you,
    That love can be
    only temporary.

    For me,
    You were not good.
    That, I know.
    I burned my
    throat just thinking
    of those times.

    There was such a way
    of feeling alive with you.
    But the more
    I was around, you.
    The harder it was
    to breathe.

    You filled my body,
    With what, I thought
    was good.
    I was engulfed in
    something, that I
    did not know
    was bad.

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    1. oh wow this was a great poem. I have smoked ciggs before, so I can relate. I really love the second to last stanza with the emphasis on "you"." Good job overall!

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    2. I love how you took the idea of a cigarette and applied it to a bad relationship. That idea is so on point and the way you brought it to life with your poem really spoke to me. The structure was very Creeley-like, and the way you did it was great!

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  5. Page 137: "We'll die..." is a poem that is stuck on my brain. The use of italics drew me into this poem, as "possible" and "forever more" are phrases that suggest death as an opening, or at least a chance to consider all sorts of possibilities that one might have passed by within life. The title in quotation marks is one of several poems that are quotes, here it suggests the final words of somebody. A reader could find themselves wondering if people are truly gone when dead with the stanza "Die. Dead,/come alive".
    Okay, here's a shot at imitation.
    "The pie crust"
    You do know how much
    I savor
    those spiced apples and crumbly crust
    on such a cold
    such a frigid day.

    Smothered baby berries
    you've baked in a steaming pastry
    I know why my stomach grumbles
    loudly, angrily
    when we sup together.

    better batter for the crust
    I taste it
    you giggle as some of the dough
    is left on my nose

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    1. This is a really playful poem! I love the ideas my favorite line is better batter, it is awesome! I love that you used taste, and sup in the poem. Great job

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  6. Par tone

    My poem: "Feet"

    Once Up on a Time
    These feet could take me off
    To anywhere over and
    Under the rainbow
    If I could dream
    It. But
    Now
    The
    Path
    Is
    Lost
    To me
    The way, a line
    Somebody drew
    So that I
    Could no longer
    See my
    Own
    Way

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  7. My poem: "Sleep"

    Take me,
    Don't wake me.

    Darkness filled
    with images,

    images that we
    create, that we

    make, that must
    be fake.

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  9. I appreciated the way that the poem "Going To Bed" on page 72 provided the reader with a vividness that facilitated into mental imagery. I found myself watching it unfold such as is the case with a familiar story, as opposed to simply reading and acknowledging the poem as syntax; however the syntactical structure was appealing as well. The line breaks were done at regular intervals but allowed adequate separation between conjoining thoughts, resulting in a flowing scene which Creeley does well to capture a very specific mental repulsion.

    The luring despair sitting Idly
    by waiting for a chance to strike
    amidst moments of weakness
    propelled by daily lives.

    Day to day existence
    wears, and tears
    with linings of silver between
    sleep broken by external means.

    Pervasive colonies of pressures
    cumulatively produced as assumed
    necessity derails higher trails
    of thinking forsaken as our view.

    Despite despair and less than pay
    further courage minds the way.

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  10. Original Poem: I Know A Man

    I Know A Vegas

    As I Vegas to my
    friend, because I am
    always in a mood to joust, -Robert I

    Vegas, which was not his
    name, the hopeful light of
    Vegas surrounds us, what

    can we do against
    it? Nothing but allow it
    to envelop us in its

    warmth. Liquor, gambling and STD's.
    Drive he Vegas, for Geezus sake, drive carefully
    I'm not excited to die.

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  11. The poem that inspired me greatly was actually one we looked at in class, The Flower on page 73. With such vivid imagery, the poem really captured my attention. Here is my attempt at Creeley's style poetry:

    "In Dreams"

    In dreaming I feel
    like fire
    that rages against
    my second skin.

    The flame is ceaseless,
    consumes everything in
    a wave of blue light,
    burning lies.

    Dreams tell me to run,
    like this time,
    like that time,
    like this time.

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    1. I really enjoyed your metaphor for dream consciousness as being "my second skin". This along with other vivid imagery helped me to really watch the poem unfold similar to a short story.

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  12. I fell asleep and didn't upload it
    but here is my poem based off of "As real as thinking...", Thinking, and Words

    Lost

    I am lost,
    unknown to this
    time – unknown to
    this world.

    I feel like there
    is this huge hole,
    like a black hole,
    like I'm missing

    something. Something unique
    to me, to this time,
    to this world,
    something gone-

    something lost.
    Wait am I lost
    or is something
    I need lost,

    but isn't that
    the same thing.
    Because I am me,
    or so I think,

    because I am
    partially here...
    But in reality
    I am you

    and you are me.
    And we are
    the universe
    but if we are

    that, than what
    is lost, and is
    it truly lost...
    maybe its

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    1. Grey using Felica's due to technical difficulties

      I really like the repetition in your poem, it really makes it resonate. Its a wonderful poem and it really does sound like one of Creeley's.

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  13. The poem that I really enjoyed was On Earth on page 318. I really like the simplicity of the poem. It wasn’t long but it was really deep. It really digs deep and made me think about the struggles of life. It just really made me think and go back and forth about what he was getting at. I really love the first stanza. “One’s here/ and there is still elsewhere/ along some road to hell/ where all is well—.” That really made me think of how it was when everyone that I had known were going their separate ways. Most of the people that I had seen for my whole life I could possibly never see again. I felt like when leaving to college the same way, definitely in a less depressing and final sense though. I really was struck how simple it was but it still touched me the most out of all the poems that we read. That is why I used this one to base mine off of.

    Leaving

    I hate to see
    You leave for
    I don’t know if I
    Will ever see you.

    Everyone is stretched far
    And wide. We will see
    So much but still,
    So little

    We will know.
    Hopefully that change
    The next time
    We shall meet.

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  14. Sorry this is late, BUT I'm posting it anyway.

    Based, loosely on 'Kitchen' p. 159.

    The light blue surfaces gleam
    in the light of late afternoon sun
    shining through tall windows
    to illuminate this new home.

    Dust-free floors wait for dirty feet.
    To bring warmth,
    to bring care,
    to bring humanity.

    Sweeping this room
    I want it to be
    filled with life.

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    1. I really love the use of imagery in the first stanza. Repetition of to brings a nice flow to the poem as well. I love the use of illuminate as well! Great poem!

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  15. This is also late, and I also am apologetic.


    Based loosely off "The Sign Board" p. 79


    I like the way you look at me:

    I like the way you
    Look at me.
    I like
    The way you are.

    I’d like to tell you
    “Come to me.”
    But don’t, it’s
    Much to far.

    I satiate by
    Your stare
    In surfeit solemn
    Silence.

    Sit fat, grotesquely in
    My chair.
    Our Home
    Left when you did.

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  16. This is Grey using Felica's due to technical difficulties...

    Here is my Creely imitation poem,

    When the lights go down, young and foolish
    Need to get through this, the darkest of nights
    Falling fearless so young and foolish
    Warmth glowing through the lack of light

    Hiding in your room when it all falls apart
    Chasing shadows in a maze of words
    Looking for a sign that we've gone too far
    Lost the line in the haze, should we find it

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  17. Grey using Felicia's due to technical difficulties

    I loved, "The Rain" on page 75. I love the simplicity of it, and how it's so profound. I really connected to it because it expresses a thought and feelings I have had before. The first stanza makes you believe he is literally talking about rain, rain which has been going on for what feels like forever and every time it slows down or stops it comes back with a vengeance. However when you get to the second stanza you realize the rain is figurative, it represents persistent unrelenting thoughts. He questions why he can't quiet his mind and just relax.

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  18. 1. attenuate
    1
    a time
    a place
    with you?
    remotely

    2
    a moment
    in case
    someone next to you
    happily

    3
    never time
    here
    for me
    all for you
    but

    1
    can i know
    you or simply
    hold your words
    in my hand
    to my face
    like a shell
    do i hear the ocean
    living, breathing
    or myself
    trapped, resonating
    in in this cavity
    i attenuate

    i
    hear
    now
    alone
    completely

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  19. Swimming Revised
    For Kory


    There is so
    Much to see from
    Your eyes
    And to mine they

    Are prefect. I could
    Get lost in their
    Deepness and swim
    Through your mind.

    I wish to inhabit
    Your mind,
    Though I’m afraid you won’t
    Want to inhabit
    Mine.

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  20. It comes, It
    Goes.
    When it rains
    It snows.

    Mystic river's,
    River's dam,
    Kills flow.
    Too many
    Given.

    opportunity seeks
    disappointment peaks.
    Best I can,
    I do,
    So I Do-
    n't break.

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