And now it's time for the the third in the series. Hopefully, like all sequels, it will be even worse.
To reprise, the essentials:
• Godawful Poetry Fortnight runs from the 19th to the 31st August.
• Our Patron Saint is William Wordsworth.
And he gets this signal honour for saying that poetry "is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings." Way too many aspiring poets have rallied behind that banner, too few going so far as recollecting those emotions in tranquillity, let alone reading the rest of the preface to Lyrical Ballads (which can be found on Bartleby, for those interested).
• To join in, all you have to do is post on your blog* a godawful poem you have written, with—all totally optional—a brief note about GPF, a bit about what godawful poetry means to you, and a link to this post.
• Post godawful poems as often as you like during the Fortnight.
•• The True Believers Challenge: Post thirteen godawful poems, one on each day of the Fortnight.)
Squeeze your muse like a boil. Get it all out. Pester your friends to post too. Once GPF is done, you will write good poetry for the rest of the year, yes?
• Please use this Technorati tag on your post: Godawful Poetry Fortnight. Here's the HTML for the tag: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Godawful+Poetry+Fortnight" rel="tag">Godawful Poetry Fortnight</a>
• To those who feel the need to point out this Fortnight lasts only thirteen days, we draw our cape around us, and say, in a marked manner, "Poetic license."
* I'd be happy to link to you if you tell me where your poem is.
If you don't have a blog, you're welcome to either use the comment space here or the Godawful Poetry Fortnight thread over at Caferati.
Hello, Peter!
ReplyDeleteI was linked to you by a dear friend of mine, Sharanya, who is a part of Caferati. This is where I've posted my first poem: www.trick-mirror.blogspot.com
I've started a day late but because it's half past four in the morning, I'll post another one for the 20th some time later today.
I'm having a lovely first time. Thank you for creating this.
Bhavini, you're welcome. In fact, thank you. I'd forgotten to put up this year's invitation post until your comment reminded me.
ReplyDeleteHey Peter,
ReplyDeleteThis is such fun! Mine's up at http://districtandcircle.blogspot.com/
Jiggery pokery
ReplyDeleteMohandas Karamchand
stopped taking Kasturba
into his bed:
chuckled the Mahatma
experimentally,
"I think I'll sleep with my
nieces instead."
Slippity sloppity
Morarji Desai
polished off several
beakers of pee;
and thus endorsing this
autointoxicant
left in an odour of
high sanctity.
Tehelka shehelka
Bangaru Laxmana
stuffed up his dhoti with
lucre galore
and with a gesture quite
nonpseudosecular
smiled at the spycam and
said, "Gimme more."
This is mad fun! My godawful poetry is up on http://dogforaday.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteThanks for this, Peter!
Anoopa