Been a while since I posted anything here…
Today, a friend from my creative writing group and I decided to write poems with ‘constraints’. There are several literary circles who do this, for instance someone wrote an entire book without using the letter ‘e’ a single time. That’d be a lipogram.
For this poem, the challenge was not to use any nouns. We also limited the setting to a nocturnal city square, at around 4 a.m.
Here’s what I wrote:
Windswept, littered, now desolate
Lying stretched out there
Grey-lighted and bare
I walk, echoing, alone
All is silent, all are asleep
Quietly, glancing ‘round, I creep
Traverse what is empty
Left behind by me, too.
Up above, dark turns into blue.
Not using any nouns was really difficult, but I was surprised by the ways there are to get aroud them. Not using any verbs would be way harder.
Tagged as: constraint. poetry. poem. no nouns. contraint.