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Sep 18, 2011
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A Working Man/rewritten for Meter Workshop
Your beard rough against my face
lover's sweat upon our bed,
emotions lingering press,
your hands wrap around my poem..
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
wesley snow
13 years 9 months ago
iambic
I only came to your entry first because you were kind enough to come to mine. I still don't know what the routine is for a workshop, but I'm sure someone will tell me someday.
I hate to be a party pooper, but I don't think your poem is iambic.
wesley
weirdelf
13 years 9 months ago
they really are not the same.
Have you read the explanation on the workshop page of stage 2?
We will compare what is as close as possible to the same 4 lines as iambic and trochaic.
weirdelf
13 years 9 months ago
ok, I see
but does it really matter? Like when we were talking about knots, you can describe each time the tying of the knot or give it a name, like bowline, which in no way resembles the knot itself.
Really I didn't think you or Anna would have such difficulty with the concepts of naming and doing. The names are the most widely accepted, and therefore useful. At least you can actually understand and do iambic.
wesley snow
13 years 9 months ago
Names
It is perhaps important simply because it's funny. And a bowline knot is for the end of a line on a boat to toss to the dock even though we cowboys use it for other things.
Sorry to be so silly. I promise I'm taking this seriously.
wesley
wesley snow
13 years 9 months ago
Wo.
Now that was good. wesley
Kailashana2
13 years 9 months ago
The gist of my writing, is
The gist of my writing, is that sometimes you (ok, I) just can't say anything worthwhile using
one staid form.
Leave out words or create words for meter, and what you have has not much meaning. Check out the original I wrote to see what I mean.
Ok.
So I'll rewrite my rewrite, Wesley.
Your beard rough against my face
lover's sweat upon our bed,
emotions lingering press,
your hands wrap around my poem..
Better.
I'm sorry that you only choose to read only those who comment on your poems. Not very friendly, are you or perhaps you're going through a depression?
~A
wesley snow
13 years 9 months ago
Actually it's sweet of you to read my poems.
I'm sorry to give you the wrong impression. I had a bit of a problem even figuring out what to do in the workshop and where to do it. I stuck it to you because you were the first I accidentally found.
Brahms once said on leaving a party..."I have tried to insult all of you equally. If I have missed anyone, I am truly sorry."
Jess said to comment on everyone and, darn it, that's what I'm gonna do.
wesley
Kailashana2
13 years 9 months ago
Assertive, my friend.
Assertive, my friend. Assertive. I'm not aggressive but I do say my piece of mind and make peace with what I say.
~A
weirdelf
13 years 9 months ago
Dear Anna
the objective of the workshop is to develop an ear for meter. That's the whole point. When you have the "ear" you'll find the meter coming naturally and not being a "staid" form but an expansion of your abilities.
Your beard/ rough a/gainst my /face
lover's /sweat up/on our /bed,
lingering/ emoti/ons press/ing
calloused/ hands /wrapped a/round my /poem.
As you see, mostly trochaic.
There is method in my madness. It's why I suggested a mundane theme. So you could see the power of meter alone as a poetic device.
weirdelf
13 years 9 months ago
oh and why did you repost rather than edit?
It is much easier for us to see the differences using the revisions function.
weirdelf
13 years 9 months ago
It's the meter we want Anna
Your beard/ rough/ against /my face
lover's /sweat u/pon our /bed,
emoti/ons ling/ering press,
your hands/ wrap a/round my/ poem.
Kailashana2
13 years 9 months ago
Sorry, you didn't read the
Sorry, you didn't read the rewrite of the rewrite, which I now reposted, Jess. And maybe you and I don't read the same way. Maybe it's my Hungarian/German/English/Spanish/New Jersey ear, and it's your Aussie/Aborigine one.
For me syllables work and then the accents always work out no matter how one reads it.
If I'm wrong, I've flunked the course, but aced the poem. Maybe I'm too old to learn new tricks, but it's all good in the end analysis.
~A
weirdelf
13 years 9 months ago
the re-write in your comment replying to Wesley?
I did, see I've parsed both of them?
Anyway, you gave it a go, good on you.
Kailashana2
13 years 9 months ago
Neato, Jess. Your parsing is
Neato, Jess. Your parsing is evident in the revisions.
So grade me. A for effort, C-minus for ability? Lord how I hated grades. Stuff I liked, I always aced without study, I could study for a million years and I'd average out or less in stuff I didn't like or held no significance.
~A
weirdelf
13 years 9 months ago
It's not a class, it's a process
and you have made an attempt at something that you are naturally resistant to. I respect that immensely. There is no failure here.
Please continue with the workshop and watch how the others fare in their transitions to trochaic, even if you don't attempt it yourself.
Is it clear now why I wanted a mundane subject? It was so you would not become attached to your original words and could play with them freely.
Kailashana2
13 years 9 months ago
Yes. There is method to your
Yes. There is method to your madness. I always knew that even if I couldn't see it. Something about trust...
~A
wesley snow
13 years 9 months ago
Forgive the cliche, but...
...you go girl. wesley