Poetry
In Description...
When asked to describe poetry once, I said if prose is always tells a story than poetry shows it. Poetry is a verbal painting. You know where you stand with prose: word turns to sentence turns to paragraph and so on and so forth. But poetry can be fragmented or fully sentenced. It may have regimented stanzas or it may never have a line break at all. A poem must be viewed as a whole piece - not just a continuous flow. Unless a continuous flow is the bigger picture, of course. It must have ryhthm, though that rhythm may be a deliverately off-beat dischordant minimalistic jazz-type-effort.
I'm not really sure what to say. I think poetry is just poetry.
Gallery
The Frail Hour
The romanticism of insomnia
2007
Reunion In Memoriam
A sequel to the lost and found section of friendship.
Emotional Evocation Upon Finding A Note In a Street On a Rainy Day
Sometimes the worst part of losing somebody is when they are still there.
Lost
Female grief.
Untitled In White Wheets
An open exercise in my love-affair with brackets
Stray Cats
"When I grow up I will not have children but I may have kittens."
The One Who Didn't Win The Race
I wanted to write a poem with dialogue.
Ode To The Pen
Writers block exercise
Why Did Sylvia Plath
A triadic haiku, attempting to give form to that which is not textbook.
2006
Bare Flesh
Written to be viewed with a photo now too precious to share.
Moonlight Dance
Tetrameter and And semi-rhyming quatrains. Semi-narrative. Written for a corset-themed competition.
Eve Falls In Eden
A Biblical Haiku. East meets Western cynicism.
Still
Haiku.
Your Touch
Not strictly finished. I wanted to play with the image of a spider’s web and the Japanese word 'Aware'.
2005
Your Lovely Bones
Fetishistic.
The Imaginary Dress
My Fathers Day present that year.
2004
For Every Word You Cannot Speak
Written for an ex who really didn't appreciate it.
Unless otherwise stated, all words and photography copyright Alanna Johan Blaney © 2009