Christine Barnes brought up a good point in that the first and most of the last stanzas look like they were written by two different people, a la Jeckyll & Hyde. In fact, they were written on two separate sit-down occassions. She mentioned a bit about considering the nature of my audience - specifically my core audience - in terms "of context and performance." Add that to a discussion (in a very loose sense of the term) we had on a post she did on her spoken-word performance (Yeeaaahhh!) the other day about the nature of performance as a whole and the necessity of the hook and simplicity, I made some changes to the performance peice you'll see below. However, for my own personal pickiness, perhaps, I decided to stick to my guns of the flowing prowess of the of.
Sand Castles & Snow Forts
I see spring surprising again
Timing its chimes with the rise & convergence
of pretty patterns of
Robins serenading each other.
I think I've a God who grants
grace - who plays in the
wind in my face,
Who loves me,
who loves me so
I can't BELIEVE the way he loves me so.
He made the universe and all its elements
colored the lines with splendidness
how can I resist his love in my stubborn form
It’s like throwing up cold shoulders, sand castles,
& snow forts.
my God,
he loves me,
Yes, he loves me so –
I can’t BELIEVE the way he loves me so.
Well 'of' me to death mon frere, I love it! The poem's now a unified voice, and flows much better. It's great and the kids are going to do great things with it for their performance. It almost comes off like a song, which is good. It'll resonate in the minds of the audience.
ReplyDelete'Christine Barnes brought up a good point'...ugh! Sounds like I'm some professional who gives writing advice or something. Ick! Hee hee, actually I kinda dug the way it sounded. I'm just going to act modest about it :)
I owe you an email, btw. Which you already know but I'm just reminding myself.
lol @ my linkage on here now. Faaaaantastic! You know you love the stickyness of that stick figure. She's hotter than me unfortunately.
chris,
ReplyDeleteYeah, i actually have to revert my eyes everytime i see your stick figure. y'know, "the first look is a must, the second is a lust."
wasn't keeping up w/ email counts (THIS time), but looking forward to it. any writing by the estimable Christine Barnes (whom I get all my advice from) is certainly anticipatory.
i hope (nay, pray) it goes over well. some of them are just looking at it for the first time tonight. we'll see if it's flowable on saturday night. i could do it easy. not to brag. but it'll be a first for them, to try spoken word. and only a small percentage have seen or heard much, if any, so...
just finished and upped a post i started friday. i'm gonna need to link it.
peace, and thanks,
j.
Pome! Pome! Pome!
ReplyDeleteI see the symbols of a savior sublty ensconsced in the simple science of the serenade.
SssSSssss...
Don't take this the wrong way, but it's a very dainty poem.
Good Stuff.
"dainty"?? how could i NOT take that the wrong way? come up to humboldt park, i'll show you 'dainty.'
ReplyDelete*lifts up both arms a la Popeye as if a real threat to anyone*