Sparely, create a setting that doesn’t exist. Make sure there’s earth, air, water and fire in some analogous form. (Fire: matchstick, candle, hot sauce, shame.) This is the moment after something has happened. Do NOT be explainy. Write the poem/prose poem. No “I” allowed.
Tag: Poetry Society of Michigan
Prompt: An Occasion
Poem in Which the Poem Works Very Hard to Identify Itself / Kristen Brace
Opposite the Direction We Are Traveling / Phillip Sterling
Prompt: Mistaken Images
Capture Theory / Joy Gaines-Friedler
Prompt: Death is a fact of life.
I had a post up a couple of months ago having to do with writing about death. Someone complained that now was no time to do that. I disagree. Death is a fact of life and cannot be ignored. From In the Palm of Your Hand by Steve Kowit. Write a poem in which you are reminded that you too will one day die. It could be prompted by something you see (roadkill) or a song loved by someone who’s passed. Talk about the objects more than your feelings. They will come through.
Here’s an example by Ted Kooser, Death of a Dog.




