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Dance
A Ballad’s Ballad
Am struggling
to write this ballad.
Can't think much of
a topic.
Wish I was
writing something
different that feels
real to me.
Am struggling
even more
now,
since I started.
This is supposed to
be meaningful. About
community or the
broken hearted.
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About pain or
suffering
or triumph in
the uncharted.
All I could
come up with is
satire, for my writing
and I have parted.
My words have
packed their bags,
walked out
and left.
Stolen Ballad
Am struggling
to write this piece.
Can't think much of
a topic.
Wish I was
writing something
different that feels
real to me.
Am struggling
even more
now,
since I started.
This is supposed to
be meaningful. About
community or the
broken hearted.
About pain or
suffering or
maybe, triumph in
the uncharted.
All I could
come up with is
satire, for my writing
and I have parted.
My words have
packed their bags,
walked out
and left.
Sanjay
Sanjay
Thanks, Shel.
We would seldom
conquer the beast
before mom’s call
and a feast.
Charcoal chicken
tongues stricken
stomachs thicken
and green beans kick in
preparation to
become the winner.
To seize victory
in the shade of
The Giving Tree.
Where I can look
back and see, the
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Thanks, Shel.
We would seldom
conquer the beast
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To seize victory
in the shade of
The Giving Tree.
Where
I can look
back and see.
The zest for life that mom
and the dragon and
most of all
you gave to me.
This semester has been an exploration for me in terms of my own poetic capabilities, as
well as preferences. Until this course, I’d yet to take any class dedicated to the various poetic
forms that exist. As a result, (besides the standard sonnet and ballad which I’d heard of in high
school) the additional forms we discussed were completely new to me. Over the course of these
last few months, I’ve found a home in some of these forms that I honestly don’t think I would
have without dedicating the time that we did to them. With all this being said, this revision
statement will address each of the poems I’ve included in the portfolio above, the poets and
devices which influenced their construction and revision, and finally, my aims and goals for each
of them moving forward.
Poem 1- Dance
This poem was the first workshop poem I submitted, chosen over the villanelle I
constructed the week prior to the unit on the sestina. This poem is the only one which I did not
revise for this portfolio, due its being proudly published in this fall’s edition of Short Vine. This
poem came together naturally for me, and was one of the few pieces I’ve written that felt
complete upon its first edition. I feel the expressive, rhythmic nature of the repetition in the
sestina pulled me into this piece from the onset and served my language well. I love the potency
that good word choice/placement can have on a piece, and the repetition of end words like
“birch”, “danced”, and “dew” gave this piece natural qualities that so many responded positively
towards in feedback.
My goal for this piece was simply to capture a beauty in the plainess and mundane
subject matter that sestinas lend themselves to. The scene, a dance in the park, is about as
straightforward as they come. The verbage though, and the sense of movement created by the
repetition of the form and the diction, is what stamps this piece differently from more traditional
sestinas. I’d like to highlight Alberto Rios’ Nani for its influence on this piece as well. The
simplicity of the scene, the sopa de arroz at dinner, coupled with the reflections on life vs death
and the passing of time had heavy influence on similar themes I played with in Dance.
Additionally, Rios handled his word choice so intently, and each one felt crucial to the piece. In
Dance I tried to adopt this same critical lens to each of my word choices, which coupled nicely
with one of my poetic principles coming into the course: concision. I think concision, which is
different from simply being short, is everything in poetry. The power of good poetry for me
comes from saying what we want to say in a manner as accessible as possible for our audience.
This means being intentful with our language and construction, and leaving out the fluff.
Whenever I write a piece, I read back and ask myself if every word, phrase, line, etc… needs to
be there. If it does, then I know I’m on the right start. I felt that with this sestina, and I think its
publication was an indicator of that as well. What a wonderful form it is, and this poem was a
pleasure to write.
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The ballad offered me a chance to gauge my ability at picking a meter and sticking to it,
which I found difficult to do in the traditional sense. Hence the subject matter for this piece,
dealing with concepts of writer's block and the ever familiar feeling of not being able to put
words to the page. What the first version offered me was a chance to get something down that I
could work with and step away from for a little after the workshop, because I was not sold on it
initially. Interestingly enough, after revisiting this piece again here recently, I like it a lot more
than I remembered. This contrasted my typical process, as usually when I write something I like,
I feel that it speaks to me right away. I was pleasantly surprised to enjoy this piece as much as I
did upon taking another look at it. With that, I’ll discuss the revision.
The portion of revision I was most interested in for this piece was word choice and
rhythm. The lyrical, rhythmic nature of the ballad is what makes it shine, and I wanted a little
more of that from the revised version. Small shifts from “poem” to “piece” in stanza one and “as
real can be” to “as real as real can be” in stanza five helped clean up some of the discrepancies in
meter throughout the piece, and the revised version reads more consistently as a result. Other
than small detail choices like that though, the bulk of this piece is largely untouched for now. I
think I still need more time to sit on this piece, though, as I can’t decide if I want it to be longer
or not. I think of Gwendolyn Brooks’ “We Real Cool” and can’t help but gravitate towards the
current version of this poem. The brevity in Brooks’ piece was an inspiration for this poem, and I
appreciate the way “We Real Cool” so succinctly packs a punch. While the more traditional long
form ballads offer greater room to build a narrative, I think the subject matter of my ballad is
better served in shorter form, as writer’s block inherently leaves us less to work with. The last
note of revision I would like to touch upon is the title change. Suggested by several classmates, I
think “Stolen Ballad” works significantly better than “ A Ballad’s Ballad”. It sounds less
hipster/edgy and more true to the simplicity and subject matter of the poem. That was a welcome
suggestion and one I’ve come to appreciate the more and more I work with this piece.
On a final note, I have yet to decide what I want to do with this poem moving forward. I
feel it has a place in some journal or collection somewhere that deals with the writing process.
Trouble is, I’m not sure where to begin in looking for such things. Regardless, I think with a few
more revisits over time and maybe some different eyes on it, this could be a great poem to
diversify a writing sample or portfolio. Long story short, I like this for what it offers in
comparison to my typical poems, and can see myself using it in multiple ways down the line.
Poem 3- Sanjay
The ode is the form that suits my writing and thinking style the best. My best poetry
comes from an appreciation of the things around me, so naturally, the ode takes its place. Sanjay
was the maybe most personal piece I’ve written, and certainly shared with others. Dealing with
the reflections of tutoring a young boy, this piece was equal parts raw and entertaining to write.
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The young boy I tutor whom Sanjay represents is a wonderful, compelling kid who is defined not
by his school work, but the way he sees the world. Trying to pay homage to that, but still be
honest to the context I know him under was difficult to think on, but surprisingly easy to put to
the page. The bulk of this piece came out in one write, and took maybe 15 minutes or so to churn
out once I knew what direction I wanted to take it.
Like “Stolen Ballad”, much of “Sanjay” remained intact after this first revision. I would
like to highlight the two most noticeable changes though, shifting Sanjay’s speech from
quotations to italics, and breaking up the last two stanzas to be less of a mouth full. The italics
are a product of some wonderful insight from the workshop, and I think they give that seamless
stream of thought feeling that Sanjay carries another layer compared to the quotation marks.
Additionally, it separates Sanjay’s words from the narrator’s, his parents, the IEP, etc…to give
the reader a better distinction between the life/mind of a young boy and their own mature
perspective on the world. In breaking up the last several stanzas, I felt that suddenly the piece
slowed down and gave the reader more time to reflect on the last hour or so that the poem
elapses through, similar to how it is for the narrator as the session comes to an end. In the initial
version, I went with the larger stanzas to try and illustrate how things seem to pile onto Sanjay
and the narrator as the session goes, and how both Sanjay and the narrator begin to feel the
weight of these things piling on. However, upon revision, I think we still get that sense, only in a
more digestible manner for the audience, which is ultimately most important. I’m really proud of
this piece and definitely want to try and publish it, however I want to sit on it a little longer
before deciding next steps/if things feel closer to being final.
Another ode, but disguised as an open form, “Thanks, Shel.” feels like the best piece I
wrote this semester, and maybe the best piece I’ve written entirely. Prior to this class, my only
experience with poetry was in the open form I introduced myself to, so when we saved it for last,
I was curious to see how I would approach it having worked in the confines of various forms
throughout the semester. I can’t remember the author or title of the poem which inspired this
piece, but we read it in class and it had the pretext of a different poem written in Italian. I loved
the inclusion of the poem’s inspiration in the piece itself, so I took to Shel Silverstein (my
earliest memory of poetry) and gave it a try. What resulted was a piece filled with nostalgia,
realization, memory, and above all, fondness for the wonderful world of brotherhood.
I struggled with revising this piece. There was hardly anything I wanted to change as I
was so attached to it after the first draft. After having a workshop and hearing some feedback
though, I tweaked a few small words here and there and messed with the meter in order to create
even more of a bounce when reading it. One of my favorite little changes was altering the font
size on “shrivel up like prunes” to literally make the words shrivel on the page. “Thanks, Shel.”
is a culmination of everything I love about poetry and speaks to me in ways other pieces I’ve
written don’t. I want to go big with this piece and try submitting it to some larger, more well
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known publications once I’ve sat on it longer and gotten more input. The feedback on this poem
was beyond positive and many suggested pursuing publication with it. It will make for a great
sample in any portfolio, and I’m excited to see where it ends up down the line. I don’t feel it’s
fully finished yet, but I’m still too close in proximity to writing it to know what still needs
amending/adding. I think after waiting a little longer it will feel more clear as to what the
final/close to final version of this piece will look like.