Three New Excellent Bloggers.


 

Prompt: Give some love to three blog posts you’ve read and loved in the past week, and tell us why they’re worth reading.

 

1.A Little Bit of Everything and A Whole Lot of Nothing is a dedicated and hardworking blogger in the beauty world. She writes about “subscription boxes, product reviews, makeup, beauty, freebies, fitness, and food.” I admire her because she puts out so many posts in a day about her areas of focus. I’m not sure how she does it but she finds coupon codes to all these makeup sites that other people don’t have. She had one on Tarte Makeup last week and I was able to buy the eyeshadow pallet I wanted at 30% off. Her freebies page is neat because it tells you about different places you can go on the internet to get free samples of lotion, shampoo, food products, etc. So a shout out to her in today’s prompt.

2.The Drabble: Shortness of Breadth is a blog I love to read because the Drabble writes the most interesting short stories everyday. They are not  long stories but they are always full of wonderful characters and imagination. The Drabble writes on many different themes and many different genres of stories. Today’s story was an interesting one called Kissing Boys, a play on a fairytale. So please enjoy the Drabble’s work; I do each day. I like reading the Drabble’s short stories because they always make me think and ponder.

3. Unbolt is a poetry blog by Tony Single. I discovered it recently and I love her poetry so much it is beautiful and flows, has assonance and alliteration, and rhyming. Tony is a so talented at her poetry. She takes me through a story and the poetry flows so easily I have scarce felt like I have begun reading and the poetry is at an end. The poem I have linked you to is called “Dandelion” and a wonderful quote from it is the repetitive stanza:

altho’ the frost it cake me
in weakness it not take me
nor quaking skies unmake me
because of you

So, please read Unbolt and Tony’s excellent poems.

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Writing 201 – anaphora/epistrophe/concrete poems – Concretely Arranged


There is no shape for a poem; I cannot tolerate poems that are concretely arranged.

In such way that they take the form of a rhino, a sports car, or the Eiffel Tower; I abhor poems that are concretely arranged.

The thing about words, they have no form, except to work upon a line, not to be changed; they should just be able float and be words that are utilized, not concretely arranged.

Maybe, I would think it alright if it were for a children’s book, or on some souvenir I guess; but I confess, I hate writing poems that are concretely arranged.

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I like to play with words, to search for their place in a line of poetry; to reverse the word order, and add similes, metaphors, anthromorophism, assonance, alliteration, and personification. 

I like to play with meter, to count the emphasized and unemphasized words with ticks and dashes; I like to make an Italian or an English sonnet, a ballad, a haiku, heroic couplets, blank verse, and every form I do not remember from English in University. 

I like to just play with words as if they were chess pieces and I am deciding their every move, but I’ve developed this hate of concrete poetry. It just never works for me.

I do not like, will never like my poems in any form that is the shape of Canada or the United States; no trees or alligators; no martini glasses or bottles of wine; no note cards or pictures of women. I’m not a girl who forms shapes with her poetry; the poetry should speak for itself — and thus not be concretely arranged.