June 13th, 2007


A distinct lack of poetic talent is my meter. . .

So there's this poem I've been working on. Its initial lines were typed in on Dec. 11, 2001, though it may be a few months older. It very much follows a certain. . . shall we say. . . lack of meter?

I've never actually lost interest in this poem. It's four pages long, and I just added three stanzas to make it just over that, but I don't often work on it. The title is "Teachings of a Woodcutter", and it's sort of modeled after the Havamal thematically.

It's an outgrowth of my first work as an ADF Dedicant, as I tried to understand the Nine Virtues. Each virtue (listed, even that early, as "three times three") receives an introductory stanza and three explanatory stanzas, with seven stanzas to introduce the entire poem. Each stanza is four lines long, with the number of feet per line being. . . well, "arbitrary" is an understatement.

After this week's experiments with "Kubla Khan" and the month-long experiment with Lugus and Rosemerta, I'm looking at this particular work as "in desperate need of fixing". This is rather amusing, given that it's not even finished yet.

So, tonight, I'm likely to keep working on this particular poem. I'm so far behind on "stuff" at this point that it isn't funny, but I've gotten some things done. I'd grumble about money, but, ya know, grumbling doesn't pay bills, so I'm off to find new ways to make cash instead.

Something's gotta give, and it ain't gonna be me.