piątek, 18 października 2024

Pantoum (after Pádraig Ó Tuama of Poetry Unbound)


Today I want to share a prompt I got in a newsletter from Pádraig Ó Tuama, a contemporary poet of Irish origin (you can find him here: 

https://www.padraigotuama.com/).

Here is the invitation: Respond to the following eight prompts, with a single line each. Then arrange it in pantoum form (the pattern's given below).

1. Where you got the item

2. Where you keep it

3. What others say about it

4. A secret only it knows

5. A description of it

6. How others see it

7. A particular time you reached for it

8. What it means to you

Try to make each line of roughly equal length, and certainly each line should be no wider than a page. Then arrange the 8 lines in the following order (each line is repeated, so this will turn into a 16-line poem). 

1
2
3
4

2
5
4
6

5
7
6
8

7
3
8
1

If you wish, you can modify the line when it repeats — to make it fit in with the previous line or to give a different angle into it. 

Here's my attempt at the task. You can first put it simply, and then alter your sentences before you arrange them according to the rules.

The Blue Mug

1. I bought it in Findhorn

2. I keep it at the back of the cupboard

3. People say nothing about it

4. Because they don't know about its existence

5. It's a wide blue ceramic mug

6. Sometimes a guest finds it in my house

7. I reached for it when I saw it on a stand

8. I bought it on a day when I was very sad, to brighten my mood


More elaborate versions of the sentences:

1. I came across it on my walk
    around Findhorn, Scotland, Findhorn Bay
2. I keep the mug in a cupboard now
    behind my other pieces of earthenware
3. People say nothing of its kind of blue
4. Because they don't know it is sitting there
     half-forgotten, in the sunlit room, in half-dark         of its cupboard universe, 
5. It's blue the way an ocean wave is, 
     many of them
6. Every now and then a guest will notice it 
     by pure chance
7. I reached for it once I saw it on a stand; 
    it said: for sale, and it said: pay here
8. It saved my life after somebody I loved
    chose someone else

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