Long Swim, Short Poems--about Sarah J. Sloat's new chapbook, Excuse me while I wring this long swim out of my hair. Yes, long book title!
I love it.
I did give my own poetry workshop this same assignment: write a very short poem with a very long title. Here's one I wrote myself:
What doesn't make us better makes us
It's short enough to be put in the category of poems we can also call epigrams. Who knows? Maybe this is an existing epigram, but my arrangement of it makes it a short poem. All I know is, I certainly felt that when I wrote it, and it seemed funny to me in echoing such useful but often annoying, cloying platitudes as "What doesn't kill us makes us stronger." Which is probably true, but, on some days, pisses me off.
Oops, I've just had to add "Cranky Doodle Day" to the labels for this post. But I wasn't cranky when I started it. I just remembered my bitterness! Ah, the power of short poems.
EIL blog post on Sloat!
And I highly recommend her book. The blog post has samples of 3 short poems, and her own blog has links to more of her poems online!
As you can see, this blog post got so dark so fast, I had to put a bird on it. By Pamela Callahan. And then another one, for good measure.