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How to write an “imagist” poem, after William Carlos Williams, and after a snowstorm that you shouldn’t have been driving in.
The original –
This Is Just to Say
by William Carlos Williams
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold
The Common Household Line-by-line tutorial
First stanza
1. “I have” + verb which connotes consumption, such as “eaten”, “used up”, “smashed”, “drove”
2. Insert the delectable foodstuff or other item which you ate/used but which everyone else wanted to consume
3. “That were/was in”
4. Location of said delectable
Second stanza
5, 6, 7. “And which”
“You were probably”
“saving”
8. “for “ insert use for which delectable had been intended
Final stanza
9. Blithely ask for forgiveness
10. State how much you enjoyed said item that you deprived everyone else of
11. “So “ + adjective describing the delectable item
12. “And so” + a different adjective describing the delectable item
Final steps
Finally, think of a nonchalant or understated sort of title for your poem.
Do not include any punctuation. I would say punctuation is so twentieth-century pre-texting era, but Wm. C. Wms wrote his poem in the 20th Century so there
Here is my poem, after enduring a 1 ½ hour drive home (2 hours if you count that I had to detour to a local mall because the road was closed, and I got a sub-par lunch there) from church choir rehearsal in a snowstorm, a drive which usually takes 15 minutes.
Cutting the Cheese
by Common Household Mom
I have eaten
the New Zealand sharp cheddar cheese
that was in
the tupperware on the second shelf of the fridge
and which
you were probably
saving
for your high-protein low-carb breakfast
Forgive me
it was delectable
so buttery
and so stress-reducing after the most harrowing drive home on the suburban streets woefully unprepared for the snow (as was I)
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Here are two versions written by Older Daughter, way back in 2005, when she was a teenager.
Variations on the Theme
Yesterday, I broke the piano that you had been saving to teach with.
I’m sorry, but I was practicing karate.
I’d regret it, but it was the perfect target.
I’m sorry, but I burned the school yesterday.
I didn’t know that you were using it.
And besides, I’m a firefighter, and there was nothing else to do.
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But I think Older Daughter was actually riffing on this:
Variations on a Theme by William Carlos Williams
Kenneth Koch
I chopped down the house that you had been saving to live in next summer.
I am sorry, but it was morning, and I had nothing to do
and its wooden beams were so inviting.
We laughed at the hollyhocks together
and then I sprayed them with lye.
Forgive me. I simply do not know what I am doing.
I gave away the money that you had been saving to live on for the next ten years.
The man who asked for it was shabby
and the firm March wind on the porch was so juicy and cold.
Last evening we went dancing and I broke your leg.
Forgive me. I was clumsy, and
I wanted you here in the wards, where I am the doctor!
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Also, I had a big mug of hot chocolate, with dark chocolate.
I feel a bit better now. Yes, yes, I am indeed grateful that I didn’t get in a wreck or sustain any injury. (My feet were wet and cold, though.) My rage is contained, and I am home and back to using punctuation.
Einstein was also perturbed by snow (2019). |