It’s been 7 months since my last post and for that I am truly sorry. It’s been a very busy 7 months, I’ve moved house twice, started University and got a new job – not that any of that excuses it.
Now that the Spring term is well underway – in fact we’re heading towards Easter very quickly – I wanted to share what I’ve been up to at University. The first term was great: POETRY! I’ve been writing a lot of poetry over the last few years and so it made the transition from studying at home to studying at University that little bit easier to handle.
I’ve now got to grips with some really beautiful traditional forms of poetry; sestinas, villanelles, ghazals, ballads and sonnets. If you’re not sure what any of these are I would highly recommend looking them up as the poetry that is produced in these forms can be exquisite and moving.
Here is a sonnet I wrote as part of last term’s work.
I dreamt last night that my chest was rattling,
overcome with the pressure of a scream
I opened my mouth and out flew starlings.
The sunlight splintered off the darkened stream.
Slick like oil their feathers fell from the air
and covered my boots right up to my ankle
until every black body was left bare.
When I opened my eyes all was tranquil
and my bedroom was filled with a silence
made deeper by the memory of their cry.
They ripped from my throat with fearful violence
before the sky itself fell down and died.
Alone in the dawn of our wedding day
I observed my dread and sent it on its way.
It may not be to the standard of Shakespeare but I felt really involved when I wrote it, because of this I am proud of my little piece of writing. If it doesn’t engage a single other person, it at least engaged me when I wrote it.
Now I can’t wait for summer, partly as a break from University deadlines but mainly because my creative juices have been refreshed and I am itching to get back to my novel. I am waiting to give myself as much time as I can to work on my essays and critical work before I give six week, guilt free, to finally complete my first draft.
All the best, my fellow bloggers.