gradschool, poetry

no more rhyming and I mean it

The revision of the free-verse poem into metrical verse ended up just being blank verse – I couldn’t make it rhyme without sacrificing something else I didn’t want to lose. That surprised me, but I was happy to be surprised. This is the first time I have ever intentionally written blank verse (unrhymed iambic pentameter) – I have always made a point of having no use for it, out of my dislike of people always saying that “English falls naturally into iambs” and all that undemonstratable and inaccurate stuff – and I was glad to find out I could do it.

Tonight was also the first evening of our graduate reading series, held in a classroom on campus because the bar that was its former home has been shut down, hopefully temporarily. It was wonderful to hear people read their work.