Something

It’s true, I decided to switch things up a bit in August. I will continue to write Golden Shovel but move on to Robert Frost. Frost dropped out of college twice but earned more than 40 honorary degrees. That is the smart way to go to college, but he had to win four Pulitzer Prizes for poetry to accomplish the task. He read a poem at JFK’s presidential inauguration. I switched gears in August. Robert Frost is my new poet guy because he has a way with words. Therefore, this new poem will be titled Something.

Terrance Hayes invented the Golden Shovel style of poetry.  This form of found poetry allows the writer to take a favorite poem and use it to make something original. I experimented with found poetry last year when I wrote Blank Verse poems. In the month of July, I focused on  William Blake’s poems. Blake and I are breaking up.

The rules for writing a Golden Shovel Poem and up Something

While researching this style of poetry created by Terrance Hayes, there seem to be four simple rules. You can use as many lines of the poem as you want, and the poem will end with you being your creation. I find this idea interesting. Written below are the three simple rules.

1). Choose a poem that you like. I currently I will use poems by Robert Frost.

2)Use each word in the line or lines as the end word in your poem. Make sure they stay in order.

3) Construct an entire poem around them. The meaning doesn’t have to be the same.

4) Give the original poet credit who wrote the line or lines you used.

In this poetic adventure, I will use poems written by Robert Frost. This small poem I call Something. The words at the end of the lines are taken from Robert Frost’s Mending Wall.

Something 

Why don’t you tell me something
That will move me from here to there
I don’t need to know that suffering is
The only explanation that
Explains how the damaged heart doesn’t
Trust something simple like love
And the whisper of a
Heart without a wall
The secret longing that
Seduces and sends
Desire that whisper the
Words that melts the frozen-ground-swell
Emotions flowing fast under
The bridge unplugged by it
Warm emotion that escalates and
Eventually climb the heart banks and spills
Into the lunge to flood the
Banks onto the Upper
Crest of the tall boulders
Where you bask in
Restless longing and the
Glow of the saturating sun

Who is Molly Shea?

Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh.  To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.

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I am the author of Saving the Hen House. I didn't know when I started it would turn into a series. I love to ride motorcycles, the blues, my family, and going on adventures. This old hen rocks.

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