“I Sing of Myself”–Write2Day

A couple of days ago, I got a strange request from the woman working with my publisher who is responsible for developing a publicity kit to help with the sales of my novel, Winter is Past. She asked me to provide her with a quote from me about me. That is to say, “Victoria, on Victoria…”

A weird coincidence, indeed, in that, each morning as I do my exercises, I listen to a CD from The Teaching Company–an online resource that offers college courses by well-respected professors on every topic you can imagine. Currently, I’m studying a course: How to Read and Understand Poetry by Professor Willard Spiegelman of Southern Methodist University.

In the lecture I had just heard, Spiegelman, in discussing free verse, had turned his attention to Walt Whitman who was at the head of the free verse revolution in America. Perhaps you will recall his rather lengthy poem, Song of Myself,  in which he sings and celebrates his own being. Here is the opening stanza:

“I celebrate myself and sing myself,
And what I shall assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you…”

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For today’s prompt, I challenge you to write, whether in poetry or prose, a song of yourself. Share a bit of who you are as a gift to all of us.

To participate, write your poem or prose, post it on your blog, copy and paste the direct URL to the Mr. Linky thingamajig at the bottom of this page. Take a few moment to visit other participants and comment on their work as well…especially those who have taken time to do the same for you. Have fun, and don’t be afraid to show your stuff.


Thirteen Ways of Looking at Bread–Poetry Potluck

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Thirteen Ways of Looking at Bread

i.
taste buds awaken
to the aroma enveloping our neighborhood
mrs. curry is baking
this morning

ii.
staple of generations
cultures
peoples
“staff of life”
a common denominator
across civilizations

iii.
some people
are like bread
a hard outer crust
protecting
a soft, warm core

iv.
other people
like bread
get stale
if not attended to

v.
sometimes
dough is sweet
sometimes sour
like people

vi.
bread as sacrament
food for the soul
manna
communion
transforming the mundane
into divinity

vii.
bread as dough
show me the money
divine
become
mundane

viii.
some people are like
unleavened bread
a bit dense

ix.
other people
are like yeast
just a lot of hot air
and they know how
to get a rise
out of you

x.
the beauty of bread
is in its texture
and color
rough
smooth
scarred
seedy
black
brown
golden
ruddy
white
like people

xi.
bread is a vehicle
butter
jam
sandwiches

xii.
bread fills
our emptiness
(for a while, anyway)

xiii.
eventually
people learn
we do not live
by bread alone.

Submitted to Poetry Potluck:http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/ for which this week’s theme is Food, Drink and Indulgences.

This is a poetry sequence: a poetic device recently discussed in The Writer magazine (October, 2010) by poet Marilyn Taylor. She discusses Wallace Stevens poem: “Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird,” I couldn’t resist trying this form and hope some of you might enjoy playing with it as well. Other poets who have written poetic sequences include Edna St. Vincent Millay, Sharon Olds, Jane Kenyon, Ezra Pound, William Carols Williams and Walt Whitman.