Most of you know by now that I am a full-time student, an English major. Recently in my Creative Writing class we wrote out one line of a poem, four words really, and then passed those along to a classmate. Random words, whatever struck our fancy at that moment, and our classmates were faced with the daunting proposition of turning those words into a full blown poem.
The line I received:
Where is the Soul?
I immediately filled with trepidation. Not only was this a topic not easily defined but, it came from someone with an incredible vocabulary and sense of diction. I was concerned I would not be able to do it justice.
For three days, I suffered from some serious writer’s block. It did not matter that I was doing researching on various definitions and locations of “soul”. Nothing was working. I even grabbed a book of essays focused on “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” television show for some inspiration (it is a text we use in one of my writing classes). One of the essays struck a chord with me and gave me a starting point.
Once I began writing I did not stop.
I wrote for nearly an hour and, when finished, was so very satisfied with where I ended. It was an amazing moment for me. This was my writing “aha!” moment. I had finally figured out was has been missing from all of my poetry from this semester.
That vital ingredient?
I had become so caught up in the “formula” of writing poetry that I had forgotten to make it uniquely mine. My poetry from earlier this semester sounds absolutely nothing like me. Fortunately, we have the chance to rewrite our poems and present a portfolio of our completed works along with the drafts and processes we took to get from point A to point B.
I suppose I cannot really bring you this far without sharing my poem that inspired this post. However, I have not turned in my portfolio and do not want to have my poem available online at this point. Thank you for understanding.