January 2015 Prompt

Oh, bother, I was convinced that this prompt had been written and scheduled to appear at 7am this morning. But I can’t find any sign of it, so here it is again:

 

Here’s a short poem by Paul Farley from his collection ‘Tramp in Flames’:

 

As the crow flies

Became an idea, a pure abstraction,
all black vector, a distance in air miles;
Watling Street on the wing, a one-track mind
hell bent against a white, wintering sky.

 

And here’s another poem with a road in it – this one by Vona Groarke:

http://www.poetryarchive.org/poem/la-route

 

And here’s one by Sylvia Plath with a lane in it:

http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/178965

You get the drift. Write a poem with a street, a road, a lane in it. It can be a specific street like Paul Farley’s… or an unnamed road like Vona Groarke’s. Or a highly individual lane as in Sylvia Plath’s poem. Or… well, it’s up to you.

 

With very best wishes for a happy and productive New Year!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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