tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10890387.post3586012239977350584..comments2023-12-25T00:38:19.500-08:00Comments on Finding Wonderland: The WritingYA Weblog (archive): Poetry Friday: Taking Up SwordsSarah Stevensonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16534942492714970282noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10890387.post-28226599988402653932008-04-13T05:41:00.000-07:002008-04-13T05:41:00.000-07:00Poetry Sorceress, indeed!Poetry Sorceress, indeed!Mary Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10890387.post-70813391092798779432008-04-12T05:54:00.000-07:002008-04-12T05:54:00.000-07:00I am thinking that you have been much influenced b...I am thinking that you have been much influenced by all that Scottish history you are surrounded by over there. They've always been fiercely independent.<BR/>It was a pleasure to read your poem because you used so many words I haven't heard for a long time: madding, fey, swath! Wonderful words. My favorite line is the first. It's a perfect opening line.<BR/>"My name will be too small to hold me soon."MmeThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01943569473245835452noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10890387.post-10068175077141781302008-04-11T15:00:00.000-07:002008-04-11T15:00:00.000-07:00Cool, TadMack. Rowan-straight, small magics, and a...Cool, TadMack. Rowan-straight, small magics, and all.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10890387.post-42048951748921388182008-04-11T14:33:00.000-07:002008-04-11T14:33:00.000-07:00Yes, I love "I do hereby refuseTo be so owned; sta...Yes, I love <BR/><BR/>"I do hereby refuse<BR/><BR/>To be so owned; stand rowan-straight, unbowed"<BR/><BR/>along with the others who have mentioned it. It's been running through my mind all day!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10890387.post-46074547137485064962008-04-11T11:16:00.000-07:002008-04-11T11:16:00.000-07:00I particularly loved this: "Those Named hold sway:...I particularly loved this: <BR/><BR/>"Those Named hold sway: I do hereby refuse<BR/><BR/>To be so owned; stand rowan-straight, unbowed."<BR/><BR/>and this: <BR/><BR/>"Small magics my cold iron will displays,"<BR/><BR/>Fabulous! I'm caught up in the well-deserved giddiness of unveiling of this undertaking. I'll raise a glass of wine tonight to the Princesses of Poetry!Karen Edmisten https://www.blogger.com/profile/04446214835142625161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10890387.post-21374814439156024172008-04-11T10:44:00.000-07:002008-04-11T10:44:00.000-07:00Woo hoo for the Poetry Princesses! Fabulous. But I...Woo hoo for the Poetry Princesses! Fabulous. But I just have to say...SOBRIQUET!!! ;D Anyway. I loved your introductory description of high school. I couldn't help thinking that things don't really change as much as we'd like to think they do from high school into adulthood, at least as far as social structures go...Sarah Stevensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16534942492714970282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10890387.post-27674034683229366802008-04-11T10:28:00.000-07:002008-04-11T10:28:00.000-07:00Hear, hear! With all the rest I have to say you b...Hear, hear! With all the rest I have to say you bowled me over with your explosion of language and images. My favorite lines:<BR/><BR/>Swift, fleeting, “Shadow” is my sobriquet.<BR/><BR/>Invisible. To none allegiance owed,<BR/><BR/>My scholarship I practice, moments seize.<BR/><BR/>It called to my inner self-named high school poet spirit. "Sobriquet" - a word I should have learned long ago... but it came as a gift in your sonnet!Andromeda Jazmonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355192738014962965noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10890387.post-42628681124007510012008-04-11T09:07:00.000-07:002008-04-11T09:07:00.000-07:00I have told you during out poetry princess discuss...I have told you during out poetry princess discussions that your sonnet is my favorite, and I'm saying it again here for the world to see. Your references to the works of other poets (specifically, the use of the "darkling plain", which hearkens to Matthew Arnold's poem, "Dover Beach", and the reference to Thomas Hardy with "madding crowd", plus your use of "small magics" and all the imagery of a tough, unbending tree (the rowan, which calls to mind for me some of the references to women in Tolkien's Lord of the Rings) inside the garb of a maiden completely knocked me down and, well, impressed the crap out of me.<BR/><BR/>I am delighted to have worked with you on this project, and look forward to reading more of your poetry in days to come.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10890387.post-74804882372853903752008-04-11T07:51:00.000-07:002008-04-11T07:51:00.000-07:00Love the sonnet and your remarks. The battle image...Love the sonnet and your remarks. The battle imagery is perfect, and all your strokes swift and clean. With "fey, fickle, Royalty arcane," I heard your voice. I would have known it was your sonnet even if it wasn't identified beforehand. You nailed it!jamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07859083373087448194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10890387.post-15724380270277769042008-04-11T07:13:00.000-07:002008-04-11T07:13:00.000-07:00OK, well. This makes me cry. Thank you so much for...OK, well. This makes me cry. Thank you so much for your take on what we were doing -- not so much poetically, but in terms of human understanding. I think you just articulate beautifully what we felt but did not know. Plus, your sonnet?!?! Small magics, indeed. (Folks -- what TadMack fails to mention when she talks about insanity and optimism and all is that she won the speed sonnet award in the group. While most of us sat on ours for weeks, hers arrived just about 24 hours after I'd finished mine?!?!? So I'm not sure if she's a princess or perhaps a sorceress. I'm just sayin'.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10890387.post-41731631287636268552008-04-11T06:58:00.000-07:002008-04-11T06:58:00.000-07:00I do hereby refuseTo be so owned; stand rowan-stra...I do hereby refuse<BR/>To be so owned; stand rowan-straight, unbowed.<BR/><BR/>So awesome. I've been re-reading a few of Jane Yolen's books and your piece made me think of her wonderful way of words.Vivian Mahoneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11285339307161020541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10890387.post-86560083641278709832008-04-11T05:18:00.000-07:002008-04-11T05:18:00.000-07:00"Those Named hold sway: I do hereby refuseTo be so..."Those Named hold sway: I do hereby refuse<BR/><BR/>To be so owned; stand rowan-straight, unbowed."<BR/><BR/>The part of me that remains in high school says, amen! <BR/><BR/>I like the explanation of the princesses, too. You all produced some amazing poetry.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10890387.post-74491493306686980622008-04-11T05:02:00.000-07:002008-04-11T05:02:00.000-07:00For me, what hits home is:Unnamed, traversing now ...For me, what hits home is:<BR/><BR/>Unnamed, traversing now this darkling plane<BR/><BR/>called school.<BR/><BR/>I suppose most high school students feel unnamed, or at least I did. I see those battles so clearly in your sonnet. <BR/><BR/>I am off to grade papers with your words in mind. I will display my cold iron will and "stand rowan-straight, unbowed" (particularly when they argue about grades). <BR/><BR/>Well done fellow princess!Triciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10890387.post-20088119608595729802008-04-11T04:54:00.000-07:002008-04-11T04:54:00.000-07:00I hope you already know how battle-worthy your son...I hope you already know how battle-worthy your sonnet is, but I'll say it again: your language is divine and mighty.Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12225998457253574928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10890387.post-92049835732351177902008-04-11T04:38:00.000-07:002008-04-11T04:38:00.000-07:00Tanita, I love this. And what a gorgeous explanati...Tanita, I love this. And what a gorgeous explanation of our Poetry Princess nickname!<BR/><BR/>Small magics my cold iron will displays,<BR/><BR/>Four years I serve. I pace this treacherous road,<BR/><BR/>You so completely captured high school for me, not because of school itself, but that time of my life. It was a sentence I served with "cold iron will," just waiting to start my real life.<BR/><BR/>I love the fantasy language of your sonnet, too. It works SO well.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com