17 August 2012

the our lost jungle poetry form challenge: challenge #7 results

Good morning and happy Friday, poeming friends! Today ends what might have been one of the toughest challenges of the Our Lost Jungle Poetry Form Challenge, which asked you to write prose poems. Prose poems are such tricky mistresses, yet you all did amazing jobs showing how the pairing of prose-form with poetic language can do some pretty astonishing things.
I always feel a little suspicious when the “winner” of a contest on a blog happens to be the first post; it seems, at the very least, a little lazy … until you realize that, no, it’s actually a lot harder to be a stunner and be first. And I’ve been amazed, here, at the number of times I’m just completely blown away by the very first poem to be shared. This week was a stunner week, too, when Barbara Yates Young  completely blew my mind with her poem “Geese,” which also happened to be the very first poem shared for this challenge. The language, flow, and feel of this poem were so surprising and yet perfect in capturing the imagery of her poem—it truly felt like a snapshot (albeit a live-action snapshot).


Like naked workings stripped of their fountains, two aerators perform their functional ballet for the park lake. Water opens in the air; air and light infuse the water; prisms, falling, come and go through time. Round with hills and flat with puddles, ponds, and her one small lake, the old city park dozes by the river. Before the war to end wars, wooden swan boats, white, tapped their oars to brass bandstand concerts, and shirtwaist women strolled the folly's artificial ruins; now, today, fourteen tall Canada geese wade through coarse sprays of marsh grass beyond the lake's shallow tip. Long necks crook earthward like handles of aladdin lamps until a sudden sound transforms embellishments to black-masked heads, erect among the ripening panicles, startled lilies.

Congratulations, again, Barbara!

And, as always, congratulations to all of you who shared prose poems this week here, on your own blogs, or through email. It was a fun week of reading through your poems and being continuously surprised at the various ways you took this form under your wings and made it your own.

Stay tuned for next week’s challenge, which keeps us writing sentences instead of your typical poetic line … but in ways you might not expect! And be prepared … next week will actually feature TWO poetic form challenges in one! Until Monday … happy writing!


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  1. Thanks so much, Khara. I had a little bit of a jump start with this, because I'd written a haibun a while back with the same park as a setting. Wrote this fresh for the challenge. I swear. Stack of Bibles.

  2. Congratulations, Barbara. Yours was lovely and such a pleasure to read.


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