7x7x7x7 Poem – that’s the brief!
I heard about this approach to poetry recently and I’ve been itching to have a go!
That is to say, select the seventh book on your bookshelf, open it at the seventh page, select the seventh line on the page and then write a seven line poem or piece of prose about what that line conjures up in your mind.
I just happened to reach for my ‘Scott Mariani’ collection of ‘Ben Hope’ Novels and it just so happened that the seventh book is ‘The Sacred Sword’
I turned to page seven and my eyes ran down the page to the seventh line.
“Terrified to go any faster, Fabrice clenched the steering wheel tightly and willed the night to clear.”
(Luckily, a great line!)
So, here is my seven line poem:
Smoke-like fog, “It’ll never clear!”
Was the shout in my head above the over-steer.
The wrap-around inky night-time clamps its hands across my eyes.
And the speed, the speed, THE SPEED – its enough to make me cry.
A white-knuckle nightmare, and seemingly no escape.
The shiny metal box, with wheels, it just wont wait.
“Fabrice, Fabrice, Fabrice – HIT THE BREAKS!