The Secret of Writing Dead Easy PoetryA Story by Duncan BrownExactly what it says on the packet!Writing poetry is dead easy if you have two precious
documents before your very eyes. The two documents in question are The Divine
Comedy; by some 13th century Italian bloke called Dante Aligheri, and any copy
of the Iliad that’s lying about the joint. You will also need a full-length
mirror, a tin of Brasso and an English/Italian dictionary. When you have
assembled this lot you can commence discovering whether or not you are a Dante,
or just chancing your luck as a wannabe Homer Having assembled all the necessary paraphernalia, you can
begin your quest to become a poet, or discover that you are just another lost
soul who wants to copyright spelling mistakes and grammatical errors in order
to make a fortune from the literary outpourings of desperate to be Dantes
everywhere. (Think about it, that’s not as dumb as it sounds nor is it as dumb
as you will be if you attempt it.) That’s your first lesson in Danteness and
Homericness. Writing literature is a paradoxical experience, and never a
contradiction. So, you may have to shove Hegel out the window and line the
floor of your pet hamster’s cage with the complete works of Marx. Now you are approaching the very personal and very revealing
bit of this exercise to discover whether you are a potential Dante or not. But,
as always, there’s a but: before that, you may wish to check out a few
historical precedents. Check out Chaucer Shakespreare. Milton, Pope. Shelley
and Keats, and after the death of the Good Lord Byron, you might want to move
abroad to Ireland and The USA, to get the best out of literature by having a
glance at Yeats, Hopkins, Whitman and Emerson. Then there are a couple of
Russian poets: Akhmatova and Ratushinskaya . Africa has the Nobel Laureate
Soyinka, who shouldn’t be missed. Rabindrinath Tagore is beyond words and there is a Chinese poet named Wei Bo who is also a
sublime read. World literature is like world music, a surprise around every
corner- Now this is the wonderful part of your poetic odyssey. At this
point you get to look in the mirror, a lot. But first a word of caution:
mirrors can be very strange, if not downright frightening things to see
yourself reflected in. Put on your bravest countenance and look straight into
the glacial glossy glare, and tell yourself you’re not scared of a piece of
silver painted glassery that looks back at you every time you glance at it. © 2017 Duncan BrownAuthor's Note
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