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ENG 131, CREATIVE WRITING
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SAMPLE POETRY WORKSHOP COMMENTS Please, go into detail, line by line, when commenting on your fellow
student's poetry. You are asked to go line by line, picking out even things
such as punctuation to correct. Make yourself find at least some words that
could be changed. Suggest cuts and changes. Look for words that are not
consistent in tone, or worse, are cliches that don't rise to the level of
interesting or vivid language. I'm only giving half credit, if that, to short comments that show little thought...
By the way, turn off the autoformat in Microsoft Word so that the first lines
of your poems do not start with a capital letter. That is an old-fashioned
convention that we don't use in poetry these days. I asked you not to use
capitalized first lines except as grammatically necessary.
Generally, in poetry, you follow grammatical rules unless you consciously feel the message requires you to break them. Thus, even punctuation is a place to correct and comment when workshoping poems. This is a three credit college course. I don't really ask that much of you. Put real time into the work--including the revisions/workshops which are a major part of the course. HERE ARE SOME SAMPLES OF HOW I COMMENTED ON STUDENT POEMS:
Here is the original of a fine draft of a poem which was sent to me and
below it, the comments I sent your fellow student, Therese, who was willing
to let me send you this work so you can learn more about comments and
revisions of poems. Hope this helps. Dr. Axelrod
Original version...
Sitting There Is My Angel
Sitting there, in her comfy
Purple Bratz chair. All cozy in her
Lime green pajamas. Her amber
Hued hair, descending over her exotic
Almond shaped, hazel eyes.
Sitting there, in her own world
Of Hyrule. So young yet so
Determined to win. She slings
Her sword with Link, all
To and Fro.
Sitting there, she turns and asked
For help. For her sword slashing
Has left her with only one
Heart. I look upon her in sheer
Amazement. So grown, yet she still
Smells like a baby.
Sitting there, ever so spoiled
For her nickname maybe
Veruica Salt. She is my
angel. My everything.
Sitting there, is the greatest gift in the world.
David Axelrod <axelrodthepoet@yahoo.com> wrote:
HERE IS ANOTHER SAMPLE OF WORKSHOP COMMENTS:
The poem has no title? Try titles as a way to help the reader get into
the poem. Also, as per website, you don't need to capitalize the first word
in each line of a poem. It's an out-dated tradition.
HERE'S ANOTHER SAMPLE OF POETRY WORKSHOP COMMENTS:
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Copyright (c) 2003-2008 Dr. David B. Axelrod
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