This book does something we do as we read all on our own. It’s grants a wish of sorts, a wish anyone in love with their favorite book has surely made.
Tag Archives: poetry
Writers Block
You need to write. You want to write. You sit down to write, and nothing happens. You know its time, either because you have a deadline or a muse whispering in your ear, telling you that there is an urge to purge words, but nothing comes out. So what do you do?
Tablets VS. Real Books
I had always been an advocate for real books, and as much as that sounds as though I no longer am, that’s not entirely so.
I love physically holding a book, seeing it exist, waiting to be read. Books are worth having if only as to keep all of those bookmarks warm and cuddly, but in all reality the value of a book you can hold in your hand, flip the page of, and spill your tea on, is as much apart of the journey in that tale as the story itself.
Shakespeare Discussion
This last week, we covered Poetry in my English 102 course. I think that my favorite aspect of our reading was being able to compare William Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18, to the Modified Sonnet by Howard Moss, Shall I compare Thee to a Summer’s Day? I didn’t think comparing these two poems, and their opposition would get me as worked up as they did, but the last question for these two readings, in which we were asked to answer someone who says Moss didn’t destroy the meaning of Sonnet 18 when he modernized it, absolutely frazzled me.
Prose about Poetry
I sat down, early enough in the night, after my two small boys had been put to sleep for the evening, and set out in search of words. I was in search of any words that might grip me for use in a poem at a later date. Initially intending to account for the ones I had an interest in, but then, sitting on my bed with my book, I began choosing words that I did not intend on choosing. Words I had not expected to notice, stood out. With a pen and notebook by my side, I began with the first words I encountered…
