When I launched this blog, I promised that Fridays would be poetry days. And I got a bit off track these past few months. As I’m kicking back into teaching mode, I thought it would be fun to offer a poetry prompt every Friday for at least a few months. I hope you’ll play/write along!
Today’s invitation: write a poem that is comprised entirely of a single metaphor. Look to W.S. Merwin’s poem Separation as an example.
I admire the extraordinary compression Merwin employs to paint an entire emotional landscape in three, brief lines. There’s nothing fancy about the language, but yet the metaphor is rendered in such a way that I can feel that needle entering me.
How does Merwin achieve this? How can you?
(Merwin’s is a short poem, but yours can be any length that makes sense for the metaphor you choose.)
I’d love it if you’d share your poem in the comments of this post or include a link to wherever you have posted it.