Through out this semester, I've been having a lot of trouble lengthening my poems. I feel like if I can say in in two words, why stretch it out? Yes, the apple is bright red. Yes, the apple is a lustrous ruby red, thin skinned holding back the juice of summer sun and lazy bumblebee's pollination. But after that, what? I feel like if my reader has to muddle through too much description, they will loose my point of view, my focus, and motive. Maybe it was one of my high school teachers who, along the way, taught me to be concise and precise.
The advice 'show, don't tell' has helped out in this area as well as the dialectical entries. Forcing me to see what my ideas are and how to expand on them and make them clearer to the audience. All though, I prefer Mind Movies because I can let my words flow and now have to worry about anything being right. If a word shows up, I'll explore it. But often, I feel I have reached a stopping point and there is no way to expand. 'There is always a way to expand' says one of my English professors. So, how do you expand your poems when you find you've reached a stopping point?
Does changing rooms or music help? How about putting the pen down and coming back to it?
Personally, I find it hard to stop and start again. I feel like I've lost my train of thought and I can't get back into the swing of things, the pouring out of my thoughts.
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