Narrative verse seems, to me, different from compulsion. Adrienne Rich is my favourite living poet; Elliot is my favourite dead poet. Nothing earlier (except for Emily Bronte) really speaks to me in the same way.
I think of narrative verse as a kind of prose, but more precise, more constrained in form. I don't write it though; do you write much blank verse?
It's funny. Toronto has, on its subway trains, Poetry On The Way (among the various ads the TTC sells). I love to read them, and have missed stops because I do. But at a distance, I can tell whether the author was male or female, and I've never been wrong; it's kind of like a game. My husband can't tell; we've debated my call a couple of times, and he finds it bemusing. But he doesn't write.
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Date: 2004-06-18 10:07 pm (UTC)I think of narrative verse as a kind of prose, but more precise, more constrained in form. I don't write it though; do you write much blank verse?
It's funny. Toronto has, on its subway trains, Poetry On The Way (among the various ads the TTC sells). I love to read them, and have missed stops because I do. But at a distance, I can tell whether the author was male or female, and I've never been wrong; it's kind of like a game. My husband can't tell; we've debated my call a couple of times, and he finds it bemusing. But he doesn't write.