Blythe Woolston makes things out of words. Things made of words like MARTians, her latest novel. Her debut YA novel, THE FREAK OBSERVER, earned the William C. Morris Award. BLACK HELICOPTERS, a novel about terror and terrorism, earned a Montana Book Award honor and the High Plains Book Award for YA. She is represented by Sarah Davies at Greenhouse Literary. Blythe also writes back-of-the-book indexes.
Today I’m re-posting one of Blythe’s poetry posts found on her blog: http://blythewoolston.blogspot.com
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Scissors: Clumsy Language for Poetry Friday
I’m a physically clumsy person. That clumsiness extends to meter in poetry.
Angus did this beautiful thing with some of my scissors.
Scissors. Scissors choose up sides.
One along the other glides.
Blades together balance sums
on the fulcrum of the thumb,
and the fingers curling, grip,
guide the shearing, clipping snip.
But if you are handed-left,
then the cutting’s not so deft.
Cloth folds droop and paper rips.
Perfect turns to crazy dips;
ragged edges so not neat,
mark you different in defeat.
The Poem Farm. Visit for more poetry.
Amy’s dedication and experimentation
is inspiring to me.
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Thank you again to Blythe for the chance to share this post which was originally published on her blog here: http://blythewoolston.blogspot.com/2010/12/scissors-practice-poetry-without.html
If you’d like to learn more about Blythe and her books, be sure to visit her website: http://www.blythewoolston.net
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