Had a great time at an Artist’s Way workshop this afternoon.
In addition to inventorying our creative triumphs and horrors, we used each letter of the alphabet to write a word or an entire line. These off-the-cuff exercises are great because you might find a gem of a line that you can use later on. Writing like this also reminds me to loosen up, to stop thinking, “This is good,” or “This is bad,” but to say instead things more appropriate to the time, energy, etc. that the piece took to write like: “this writing has a nice sort of galloping spirit to it,” without it having to be “good,” or a product. I admit, X was hard. Xenophon, (a student of Socrates) wrote a famous treatise on horsemanship, and though using him was a bit of desperate stretch, it opened the poem up in a new direction that I could keep pursuing beyond the end of the alphabet if I so chose.
Elementary instruction, but
Far off in the misted glade
Geometric shapes resolve into
Horses carrying messengers.
In another life perhaps,
Joyously you awaited them.
Knowing you had just the right fragment
Learning first how to translate and
Maybe someday becoming the words themselves
No matter if you’ve forgotten alchemy
Or another lost art,
Perhaps still there on the edge
(Quiet) of remembering or
Re-envisioning how it was or went
Somehow, even now, all is not lost.
There is still something there.
Understand you can still see or
Visit those places once outside now
Within and maybe a third space will open
Xenophon spoke of the unlikely
Yoking of instinct and sense and
Zeus changed forms so to enlarge his own myth.