I have chosen Poetry as the backbone of my blog. I wish to present to readers the essence and power of this unique yet broad style of writing. There is a definite dark cloud hanging over poetry, especially rhyme. Stigmas have leached on to its’ bandwagon since primary school and unfortunately most people never lift this barrier in their minds to accept and understand the true essence of poetry.
I first uncovered my passion for Poetry in 5th form when a new class was introduced to the school called “Writing for Publication.” This was one of the first classes of its kind to be offered to such young students in the country. My teacher Rosalind Ali was inspirational to say the least.
I started the class off like a dog with tail stuck between the legs. Every ounce of feedback I received was rough, “show more, don’t tell’, ‘less is more’ and so on. A few months later it was ‘Good, but we can’t understand what you are trying to say, too abstract, tell more..” So it was a bitter-sweet love affair that started things of for me.
Today, poetry is my oxygen, my trip to Fiji, my bowl of warm soup on a winter’s night, my nightmare revisited, my alarm clock rattling me awake in the bitter morning; my one way to release the pollution of this world and society from my lungs and turn it into an alley down which many more can roam free, boundless. Poetry is freedom in this sense.
The topic of poetry is a very broad one, so for this blog I will focus on the journey of a writer, my journey, through the depths and shallows of this reality. There will be an ‘upcoming works in progress’ section where readers can give me feedback, there will be old writing, new writing, advice from other writers, quotes, my top ten influences, recommended writers and books. I will upload a video (if I can find) of one of my favourite poems read by the writer himself, or perhaps clips from the movie “Sylvia Plath” as she was very influential to my understanding and style of writing.
I first uncovered my passion for Poetry in 5th form when a new class was introduced to the school called “Writing for Publication.” This was one of the first classes of its kind to be offered to such young students in the country. My teacher Rosalind Ali was inspirational to say the least.
I started the class off like a dog with tail stuck between the legs. Every ounce of feedback I received was rough, “show more, don’t tell’, ‘less is more’ and so on. A few months later it was ‘Good, but we can’t understand what you are trying to say, too abstract, tell more..” So it was a bitter-sweet love affair that started things of for me.
Today, poetry is my oxygen, my trip to Fiji, my bowl of warm soup on a winter’s night, my nightmare revisited, my alarm clock rattling me awake in the bitter morning; my one way to release the pollution of this world and society from my lungs and turn it into an alley down which many more can roam free, boundless. Poetry is freedom in this sense.
The topic of poetry is a very broad one, so for this blog I will focus on the journey of a writer, my journey, through the depths and shallows of this reality. There will be an ‘upcoming works in progress’ section where readers can give me feedback, there will be old writing, new writing, advice from other writers, quotes, my top ten influences, recommended writers and books. I will upload a video (if I can find) of one of my favourite poems read by the writer himself, or perhaps clips from the movie “Sylvia Plath” as she was very influential to my understanding and style of writing.
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