Urgh. I racked my brain hard for this assignment. My first reaction was: “What the frick-frack is a found poetry?!! How the heck am I going to write that and add this chiasmus, whatever this thing is?! AHHH!” Compunded with the evils of school work, I was not only delayed with writing this poem, but also with finding a text source for the “found” factor. My head swirled with possibilities: Wikipedia articles, Tolstoy’s novel Anna Karenina, a business newspaper, and so on. Somehow it’s like all of them are vying for attention to be used in my writing. After watching a helpful YouTube vid about found poetry, I settled at last for a simple alternative: to base my poem on an existing poem. Naturally, since I am still studying Sylvia Plath in school, it was the most familiar to me. The poem I based this one on is called ‘Edge’, from her posthomously-published poetry book Ariel. You can read this poem on Poetry Foundation by clicking this sentence. You will be able to compare and contrast the ways in which I have used her words to fit my narrative in this poem.
The poem is about the manipulative nature of some women, who trick men and use them for selfish gain. This is an ironic role-reversal between men and women but still it occurs in society. While many men take advantage of naïve women, there women can also do the same and entrap men as well, especially men who view women as mere objects of beauty. They are oblivious to the fact that some women are clever and can snare them into a living hell of a relationship! Continue reading
Last week I signed up to this poetry-prompting blog called Writing 201, which is managed by the guys at Blogging University from the Daily Post blog. Basically what they do it that they give promts daily about what form of poetry to write, about what topic and using what poetry devices for that day. Technically you don’t have to do what they tell you, and not do it everyday (I doubt I will) but it’s a nice way for me to nurture my newfound interest in poetry.
This one is dedicated to Sylvia Plath, an American poet from the 1950s who was notoriously known for killing herself by sticking her head in her kitchen oven and suffocating herself. She was mentally ill and attempted many suicides before, but this fact overshadows the fact that she is a very talented woman who wrote very dark, but brutally honest verses about the environment she lived in. My personal favourite poem of hers is “Daddy”!
By A. A. Kamalov
Your sinister smiles
Silver smokescreen foreshadows
Your swift suicide
Is it good? I don’t like haikus because it is way too short a poem and I feel that it limits my expression. I’d like to know what you think. I’ll post some more poems soon!
Foreword: Over the past four weeks I have been studying the poems of Sylvia Plath as part of my IB English Literature class. I was horrified at first by the poet’s repeated themes of death and suicides, but her confessional poetry style inspired me to write one myself. I had not written a poem in years, but I think this one is pretty decent. It has a self-depreciating tone to it, but from the feedback I got so far from my friends, they could relate to it at a personal level. I dedicate this poem to everyone who struggles daily with mathematics in school, myself included! Continue reading