Poem 20150430

Today is the last day of #NaPoWrimo. I have to say, this was a lot of fun, and some of the challenges were outside of my zone of, if not comfort, than at least what I was used to. Thanks #NaPoWrimo. I will see you next you, I am sure.

And now, the challenge.

And now for our final prompt (still optional!). For the last day of NaPoWriMo, I’d like you to try an odd little exercise that I have had good results with. Today, I challenge you to write a poem backwards. Start with the last line and work your way up the page to the beginning. Another way to go about this might be to take a poem you’ve already written, and flip the order of the lines and from there, edit it so the poem now works with its new order. This will probably feel a bit strange (and really, it is a bit strange), but it just may help you see the formal “opening” and “closing” strategies of your poems in a new way!

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here’s the composition order–

leaving everything exposed, laid bare
twisting sinew and removing sorrow
striving against one another
like jacob and the angel
muscles straining
tearing me away in layers
your skin against my skin
and we come together
like sandpaper
our exposed skin like grit
from opposite sides of the same ring
as we approach each other
not a competition
this is not a contest

and the final version–

this is no contest
no competition
we approach
from opposite sides
of a ring that binds us
our exposed skin chafes
like grit
like sandpaper
like the desert we wander
when we come together
your skin presses against my skin
tearing me away in layers
peeling me piece by piece
our muscles strain, ache, scream
like jacob wrestling with his angel
striving against one another before dawn
one seeking a blessing
one seeking domination
twisting sinew, removing sorrow
leaving everything exposed, laid bare