8/30: ...like, simile or metaphor time

Since we talked about death yesterday, time to get back to ze sex, unt more sex, ja?


Make a list of subjects you've covered in your poetry on a recurring basis.  Broad subjects are fine.  Sex, death, sex, disconnection from the self, family history, cultural identity in a technological age, or even... sex.


Pick an item out of those lists and sketch out an idea in your head about a short, simple narrative story about that subject.  The time you had sex in your Nissan Sentra on a hill until the brakes gave out, the night(s) you sat at your computer and swore no matter how much you typed nobody ever read a word you said, the first (or last) time you looked in a mirror and said "yeah, nice.  Good job."


When you sit down and start writing, the exercise is to spice this simple narrative piece with unusal or startling images, similes or metaphors.


Really let the ideas churn around in your brain and stretch this exercise as far as you can.  Examples of the unexpected/strange include T.S. Eliot's famous opening lines from The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock "LET us go then, you and I,/When the evening is spread out against the sky/Like a patient etherised upon a table;", or this poem by Jeffrey McDaniel.