audreyhowitt
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@riddleywalker your imagery in #8 is just gorgeous!
NaPoWriMo 2026 Discussion Thread
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April 9th:
Marianne Moore was a well-known modernist poet, with a curious taste in hats. Though she wrote on many themes, I’ve always had some affection for her many poems about – or in the voice of – animals, such as “The Fish,” “Dock Rats,” “The Pangolin,” and “No Swan so Fine.” Today, try writing your own poem in the voice of an animal or plant, or a poem that describes a specific animal or plant with references to historical events or scientific facts.
Marianne Moore was a well-known modernist poet, with a curious taste in hats. Though she wrote on many themes, I’ve always had some affection for her many poems about – or in the voice of – animals, such as “The Fish,” “Dock Rats,” “The Pangolin,” and “No Swan so Fine.” Today, try writing your own poem in the voice of an animal or plant, or a poem that describes a specific animal or plant with references to historical events or scientific facts.
Woof
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To the prompt not the poem as much but I can see how it could seem like that if I'm understanding it better now. I have to say, it was a bit dense for me and I struggled to grasp at quite what they were saying but I think, on reexamination, it was meant to say 'they call me poet but I reject the name, I am only these things'? Where as mine is saying 'they don't call me writer but I say I am because of these things': one rejecting their given label, another trying to claim it?
I hadn't thought about it too much, just responded to the prompt with one of the non-life-threatening things in my life that prickles me enough to push back against it. I had hypercritical, at best, and abusive family growing up who filled my mind full of negative things and destructive self-image, taking charge of what I could and couldn't, should and shouldn't be and the only one I've ever managed to successfully regain control of for myself is my identity as a writer. It is because I spent so much time in the company of other writers I think -- in person and online -- who would not let me off the hook and pushed me to embrace that part of me.
Aside from my own personal experience it's such a weird identity to question though. Non-writers particularly seem so intent on defining writers in a way that insults the notion of being an amateur (in the truest, original sense) and in a way that would be ridiculous in any other pursuit. Like tennis: If someone asked me what I do for pleasure and I said I play tennis, no one would question whether I was a tennis player or not, only maybe if I was professional. It perplexes me now.... a long with so many other things
April 10th:
In his poem, “Goodbye,” Geoffrey Brock describes grief in three short stanzas, the second of which is entirely made up of a rhetorical dialogue. Today, write your own meditation on grief. Try using Brock’s form as the “container” for your poem: a few short stanzas, with a middle section in which a question is repeated with different answers given.
In his poem, “Goodbye,” Geoffrey Brock describes grief in three short stanzas, the second of which is entirely made up of a rhetorical dialogue. Today, write your own meditation on grief. Try using Brock’s form as the “container” for your poem: a few short stanzas, with a middle section in which a question is repeated with different answers given.
