Journal Interrobang's Journal: Skippy's Always On My Mind... 3
Well, lo and behold, I write a couple of poems (the first would be Facetime from way back when, LP, if you're concerned that I ain't technological enough forya) about my largely unspoken affaire de coeur avec cher Skippy -- and wind up in an ultimately strange poetic pissing contest because of it -- and who should appear on the Herald's List (I'm told) but the Skippybot himself. Serendipity is a mind-bending experience.
Anyway, the back story for "The Courtly Lovers" is about being in love, in a very remote, unspoken sort of way with a person whom you only really know as his medieval persona, and conducting the relationship using that "ancient rule of art." Since we're both (allegedly) heralds, although "completely unwarranted" (his phrase, not mine), there are a lot of heraldic metaphors in the poem, stuff like "blazons," which also has a poetic meaning, and "supporting charges," "mise-en-abime" (which also has a poetic meaning, funny, that), and so on. (Funny, isn't it, how the language of poets and heralds overlaps so much?)
Nevertheless, Skippy's ba-a-ack! (And I can stop worrying that he went and died on me.)
By the way, LP, if you aren't ready to raise the white flag yet, I want to see something really crammed full of technique, and no more cruddy neologisms, jeez! If you need a reference for the form of my last salvo, check a certain poem about not going "gently into that good night." Ta!
Anyway, the back story for "The Courtly Lovers" is about being in love, in a very remote, unspoken sort of way with a person whom you only really know as his medieval persona, and conducting the relationship using that "ancient rule of art." Since we're both (allegedly) heralds, although "completely unwarranted" (his phrase, not mine), there are a lot of heraldic metaphors in the poem, stuff like "blazons," which also has a poetic meaning, and "supporting charges," "mise-en-abime" (which also has a poetic meaning, funny, that), and so on. (Funny, isn't it, how the language of poets and heralds overlaps so much?)
Nevertheless, Skippy's ba-a-ack! (And I can stop worrying that he went and died on me.)
By the way, LP, if you aren't ready to raise the white flag yet, I want to see something really crammed full of technique, and no more cruddy neologisms, jeez! If you need a reference for the form of my last salvo, check a certain poem about not going "gently into that good night." Ta!
Technique's a Pain (Score:2)
I be too tired now anyways.;)
:) Very well, then... (Score:2)
man (Score:1)