Poetry Friday: Prose and Poetry

Linda’s challenge for the Inklings this month was

Write a prose piece–find a poem in it.
Or, write a poem, expand it into a prose piece.
Or, find a prose piece, transform it into a poem.
Or, find a poem and transpose it into a prose piece.

Any interpretation of this prompt is perfect.

Sometimes a very narrow and constrained challenge is just right, and sometimes a wide open invitation is what a writer needs. Thanks, Linda!

Here’s how the other Inklings met Linda’s challenge:

Linda @A Word Edgewise
Heidi @my juicy little universe
Molly @Nix the Comfort Zone
Catherine @Reading to the Core
Margaret @Reflections on the Teche

Buffy Silverman has this week’s Poetry Friday Roundup.

25 thoughts on “Poetry Friday: Prose and Poetry”

  1. I love the repetition in your poetic paragraphs and the progression through them. Trees are certainly healing–thanks for the reminder!

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  2. Mary Lee,
    I like the four directions and connections for looking. The haiku at the end is powerful, so many broken hearts.
    Your poem reads like a haibun. The challenge is very much like haibun! I will have to share one next week.

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  3. Mary Lee, Your combined poem and prose make for an interesting pair. You bring up a thought that will make me ponder-not to be sad that the trees have lost their leaves and have spaces but that they open the door for light and transformation.

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  4. I love the poem. I confess that I skipped the prose. When I’m on a poetry mission, I seem to just filter out prose, and I always filter out prose poems (that’s what I thought yours was). I went back and read the prose–I love how in the final lines, you talk tree anatomy. And then in your poem, you go to metaphoric anatomy. Cool exercise!

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  5. Five whole days later, and it’s STILL fresh and delicious! Nice work, my friend–every not-stanza of your prose has something special to offer.

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  6. Your prose poem is quite fortuitous, Mary Lee. I have been reading ‘You Are No Longer In Trouble’ by Nicole Stellon O’Donnell.- an antholgy of prose poetry. I am now about to explore further as a result of my reading. Your prose poem will serve as an example I can learn from. Love the line- ‘Sky is beginning to show through the emptying branches.’ Such poetic essence in those words. Bravo!

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  7. The distillation process is definitely one of your specialties. I love the prose piece…but feel the poem as much or even more.

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  8. This prose piece and haiku are beautiful, Mary Lee. Trees are endlessly comforting and fascinating, especially as I have learned more about how they communicate and the ways they they survive, like the California redwoods.

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  9. That final haiku gets me every time. Where would we be without the comfort trees, and nature, so generously provide, time and time again? I also love how you structured your prose and the wonderful word choice and nuggets of science nestled within its branches. Brava!

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  10. Your prose and poetry are in perfect harmony, Mary Lee. Your haiku…wow. You’ve inspired me to now ‘Look around…’

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  11. Mary Lee, what a gorgeous prose piece of paying attention and looking up, down, out and in. One of my favorite passages is where the welcome shade of July splinters to “you’ll be glad for every sunbeam that filters between empty branches to warm your bundled body” Your haiku is a sweet AMEN to the prose piece. Healing indeed.

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