Friday, February 8, 2008

number oNe

Blog Post Number 1! Where to begin? So much poetry so little time. Well, first off, welcome to Forty Two Cellar Doors! Poetry, music, the arts, it's all here! (or will be soon!). If your looking for a place to see and discuss some new poetry, hear about some old favorites, or learn about some crazy new happenings in the art world, well, you're in the right place. What will we talk about? Who knows! But hopefully your intrigued enough to keep reading. So back to the big question, where do we begin. I guess we'll start with a poem I just wrote (sorry for being vain, haha, but theres a point to looking at it!)

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She Was Beautiful...

I had worked my life away for that car…
Dreamed of it since I was a little child,
Planning out every exact specification,
Supervising its execution every step of the way.

Spinning chrome rims on 20 inch wheels
Which were specially imported from Italy
And designed to be wider and lower
For grip on high speed turns in the dead of night.

Painted by the best money could buy,
It was a deeper blue than the Caribbean itself,
With bright red flames engulfing both doors,
And a white racing stripe running right up the middle.

The pushrod 8.3 liter dodge engine roared louder
Than a Hell’s Angels Family Reunion party,
With all 505 horses galloping under the hood
Racing to make it from zero to sixty in 4.0

All Scrap metal compared to the perfect girl
Driving it away from my shattered world,
Leaving me with nothing but regret
As I watch the taillights fade into the distance.
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Well, here's what's on my mind. What do people think about poems with a twist? I wrote this poem given the following premise: "Amass numerous details, and then come to some startling conclusion." If your trying to think of some other examples like this, look at "The Filling Station" by Elizabeth Bishop or "Lying In a Hammock" by James Wright. For my poem, some people said that the sudden twist was jolting and distracting. Others said they liked it because it reinforced the true meaning of the poem. A famous author who visited our class, Michael Salcman, said that the "twist" can be an incredibly powerful tool. I personally tend to like it. Straight poems are good, but at the same time, they can put you to sleep eventually. If you can cleverly insert some type of twist, it's like an alarm clock going off in the readers head. It knocks them back and makes them think, "Wow, what just happened here?" Another comment that I got for my poem is that I never explained how or why it ended the way it did, with the girl driving the guy's car away. How did the girl get HIS car that he worked so hard on? Well for me, its not something I want to answer. I want the reader to fill in the answer themselves. There are many possibilities. Maybe the car was never his, but his life sucks and he just watched the girl and car of his dreams drive by, just adding insult to injury. Then again, maybe he had it all, but he was so into the car, perfection, and achievement that the perfect girl left him. I dunno, but I would rather you fill in what feels best for you. Or do many of you out there think the blanks should be filled by the poet? I'm interested to hear your thoughts! Also feel free to leave any comment about how we can improve the site, or even send us your own works and we'll see if we can't get a few up!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I love it here. forty two cellar doors is an instant fave. Your little pal lester will be back again and again. I love poetry, and to find a place to live it, love it, write it, share it, celebrate it, enjoy it, is really special. Thank you for doing this.

I'll be pulling for #11 this weekend, friend. But if my #48 can repeat, then that's cool, too.

Hell, reading she's beautiful makes my heart sing. One day I'll tell you about my 1957 Chevy, or my 1966 GTO, or my 36 Chevy half ton....

another time.