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Writing Poems
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Writing Poems
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Drawing on his extensive experience of poetry workshops and courses, Peter Sansom shows you not how to write but how to write better, how to write authentically, how to say genuinely what you genuinely mean to say. This practical guide is illustrated with many examples. Peter Sansom covers such areas as submitting to magazines; the small presses; analysing poems; writing techniques and procedures;
and drafting. He includes brief resumes and discussions of literary history and literary fashions, the spirit of the age, and the creative process itself. Above all, his book helps you learn discrimination in your reading and writing -- so that you can decide for yourself how you want your work to develop, whether that magazine was right in returning it or if they simply don't know their poetic arse from their elbow. ' "Writing Poems" includes sections on:
• Metre, rhyme, half-rhyme and free verse.
• Fixed forms and how to use them.
• Workshops and writing groups.
• Writing games and exercises.
• A detailed, annotated reading list.
• Where to go from here.
• Glossary of technical terms.
"Writing Poems" has become an essential handbook for many poets and teachers: invaluable to writers just starting out, helpful to poets who need a nuts-and-bolts handbook, a godsend to anyone running poetry courses and workshops, and an inspiration to all readers and writers who want a book which re-examines the writing of poems.
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Release dateJul 21, 2011
ISBN9781780370088
Writing Poems
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Peter Sansom

Peter Sansom’s books include Selected Poems (Carcanet) and Writing Poems (Bloodaxe). He is co-director of The Poetry Business.

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    Writing Poems - Peter Sansom

    INTRODUCTION

    This little book assumes you want to write as well as you can. It tries not to tell you what or how to write. Naturally I have my axe to grind and I hope you will be alert to the sound of sharpening in many of my convictions. You should be able to test the edge without having to put your head on the block.

    In fact, I agree with those who think that no one can teach you how to write. ‘Poetry must work out its own salvation in a man’ as Keats says; ‘it cannot be matured by law and precept, but by sensation and watchfulness in itself. That which is creative must create itself.’ Keats’s amazingly rapid development as a writer, though, is itself proof that people can learn to become better writers.

    My main preoccupation in this book is with writing authentically. I mean by this saying genuinely what you genuinely need to say. I believe that when you write authentically the experience is the same as Keats’s must have been when writing his great poems. It is true that, unless we have genius (and are living in a time congenial to it), we won’t be writing as durably and eloquently as Keats; but we will have found what he called ‘the true voice of feeling’. It is that voice which allows us to explore, order and make sense of our lives. That’s the point of it, for me. The product of that experience may also be publishable – worth making public – but our poems are first of all for ourselves.

    ONE

    WRITING POEMS

    Why write poems?

    The American poet John Berryman said he wrote poems ‘to get X into bed’. Philip Larkin was more English: ‘I write to preserve something I’ve thought/felt/seen’. These reasons are not mutually exclusive and I suppose few people write entirely for one or other of them. Many write not so much to preserve as to find out what they’ve thought/felt/seen; most write, I imagine, not to impress others (wherever that may lead) but for self esteem and, in the best sense, to please themselves.

    In practical terms I suppose people write poems because they enjoy using words and because they want to create something that didn’t exist before. Writing poems is easier than, say, writing a novel, for which you need the time and creative stamina. Not to mention some notion of characterisation, plotting and so on. A poem can be written on a bus ride or at the end of a long day, and need not be technically demanding. But writing poetry is not simply a matter of convenience. Writing poetry is important to us, and personal, in a way that writing fiction, even the shortest of short stories, isn’t. Perhaps the key word here is ‘fiction’. We tend to feel that poems are true.

    Gone

    Heaven, at last, to feel the thump

    of the hearse door shutting out the light

    and to settle between my brothers;

    one at each side. We move off

    gently, through the low gears as if

    I was a serious patient; as if my blood

    couldn’t stand the slightest jolt of speed.

    I suppose the rain, damping, or the specks

    of rain on the face of my watch

    will be everlasting. Of this day.

    And I wanted to do so well. To

    hold on to every difficult breath

    and keep that release for the pain

    of everyday things: the children; clothes;

    a space where she might have spoken;

    anything. Because it comes. And suddenly.

    Maybe tonight. Not the bed, empty, that’s

    one thing. But her watch, still ticking

    and the loop of one, blonde hair

    caught in her hairbrush. That’s another.

    This seems to me so accurately observed, so convincingly felt, it’s hard to believe Simon Armitage hasn’t actually suffered such a bereavement. Imaginatively, one might say, he has. Though at the time of writing, Armitage was twenty-four, unmarried and with, to the best of my knowledge, no children. It is the real detail in the poem, the real voice, I think, which makes it ‘true’. Take that final image: ‘her watch, still ticking / and the loop of one, blonde hair / caught in her hairbrush.’ That kind of detail, in real life, would be heartbreaking; and so it is in poetry: unsentimental and written plainly, simply, just as it was seen. But it is precise too: ‘the loop of one, blonde hair’: we visualise that. For me, there is a slight but appreciable figurative meaning in there as well, since of course loops in a sense go on for ever, coming back on themselves: a notion he touches on earlier when he supposes those specks of rain on his watch are ‘everlasting. Of this day.’ Not that he tries to make much of the idea. It is just something, in that situation, the narrator thought about and expresses honestly, simply, vividly.

    When we’ve written something that’s true, almost all of us want to publish it.

    Which brings us to…

    Poetry and the marketplace

    First of all let’s get this straight. There is a popular notion that it’s virtually impossible to get poetry published. I don’t think so. Admittedly it is fairly difficult – but by no means impossible – to get bad poetry published. But if you are writing well – in whatever style – you will certainly find a publisher; though it may not be a publisher with nationwide distribution.

    This is not to say that artistic merit ensures success in the poetry world. Many extremely gifted poets are neglected while lesser talents are fêted. Still, I take the view that good work will out.

    The usual route to poetic success is by first getting known through appearing in magazines and perhaps winning a competition; then placing a small collection with a pamphlet-publisher; then having a book published. Note that this success often means an initial print run of no more than five hundred to a thousand copies, and that even if it is well reviewed your book is unlikely to sell out. Few poets make a living from book sales.

    But of course publishing is essential. It gives a sense of yourself as a writer and affords some measure of feedback. It is, as I said, ‘making public’: but this does not necessarily mean having to get your poems in print. Show your work to friends, or, if you want to stay friends with your friends, join a writers’ workshop. These are described in a later section. They are not for everyone, but everyone should try them at least once. Even so, publishing for most of us is really about getting your work in magazines and, ultimately, in a book.

    Submitting poems to magazines

    Conventional wisdom is that you should put a new poem in a drawer for six months before even thinking of sending it to a magazine. Few of us have the willpower. The new poem is almost always the best we’ve done and probably the best anyone’s done this century. We need to show it to someone at once. The workshop is the best place for this because (a) you get an immediate response you can argue with; (b) you have the chance to read your poem objectively and change things that would get it rejected; and (c) you don’t want to see your work in print and realise it’s awful.

    Primers such as this will tell you to ‘study the market’ and submit your manuscripts accordingly. So long as you are not writing for the market – though that is interesting as far as it goes (about as far as an exercise bike). I do think it’s true that you should read the magazines you’re sending to. They vary enormously in the kind of work they use, and you are asking for rejection if you are submitting blind. A few editors offer constructive criticism when they return mss, but from most you will get a printed slip. In any case, it is pointless publishing in places you don’t respect. Do not doubt this: there are plenty of magazines that will publish tripe.

    Some tripe-free magazine addresses are listed in Paul Hyland’s Getting Into Poetry. For details of this and other useful publications such as The Writer’s Handbook, see my bibliography.

    The mechanics

    • Send no more than six poems at a time – do you have six publishable poems?

    • Are they all as good as work you’ve seen in that magazine?

    • Always enclose a stamped addressed envelope.

    • Type your work (preferably in black) on one side only of white A4 paper.

    • Put your name and address on each sheet.

    • Always keep a copy of each poem.

    • Enclose a short covering letter, thanking the editor for her/his attention. By all means include brief biographical notes if you wish. They will not make a bad submission good, but they may capture the editor’s attention.

    • Some magazines reply within a week, others take much longer. If you haven’t heard after a couple of months, a query (again enclosing s.a.e.) is not unreasonable. Your poems may have got lost in the post or down the back of the editorial settee.

    If you can’t beat them

    Despite some evidence to the contrary, editors are human. And only human. They have their tastes and prejudices. Any fool can start a magazine – even a book press – and many do. You don’t need a qualification. You need energy, enthusiasm, commitment. You need to be sanguine about the thousands writing poetry and none of them wanting to read it (how many poetry books have you bought this year?). Also you need some money. Not so much nowadays, in fact, with desk-top publishing and so on. If you have the desire to run a magazine or press, then do it. If you don’t like what other magazines are producing, then set about publishing what you do like. Peter Finch’s book, How To Publish Your Poetry will help [ Bibliography].

    There is no final arbiter when it comes to how good a poem is. There is instead a consensus, usually among a small number of people (publishers, reviewers, literary organisations) which determine certain factors in a poet’s standing.

    Which is why, if you want to start a press, you should do. Geoff and Jeanette Hattersley’s magazine, The Wide Skirt, has had a much bigger impact on the contemporary poetry scene than its modest format would suggest. It is typed, proof-read, pasted-up, printed (at a community printshop), collated, stapled together and mailed off to subscribers, all by the editors themselves. That is hard work but it keeps the costs to a minimum. Which is important. No one drives a Porsche in the small presses. Without The Wide Skirt and two or three other magazines and presses started around the same time, much of what seems to me the best contemporary poetry would not have found an outlet. What’s more, certain poets would not have developed the way they have without the encouragement of the small presses and the example of their writers. Simon Armitage, whom I’ve just quoted, for instance. Deborah Randall too happens to have published in The Wide Skirt, which gives me leave to quote one of her poems and to go off on a little diversion:

    Ballygrand Widow

    So, you have gone my erstwhile glad boy,

    whose body, I remember, stained my big cream bed,

    and didn’t we mix the day and the night in our play,

    we never got up for a week.

    If I must set my alarm again,

    and feed the hungry hens in the yard,

    and draw the milk from my cow on time,

    and skulk my shame down Ballygrand Street

    to get a drink,

    it’ll not be for you I think,

    but my next husband,

    a fine cock he shall be.

    So, you are no more in this town

    my lovely schoolboy, and how the floss

    of your chin tickled me.

    And you swam your hands all over,

    you shouted for joy, the first time.

    Ah, my darling!

    I wear your mother’s spit on my shoes,

    the black crow priest has been to beat me.

    But you gave me a belly full, the best,

    and they shan’t take it.

    The days are unkind after you, they are empty.

    I lie in the sheets, the very same sheets;

    you smelled sweeter than meadow hay.

    My beautiful boy you have killed me.

    What I like about this is how the poem gets straight down to it; and how, for all its energy, it is

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