Friday, August 9, 2013

Mittens and Friends and Metaphors


Woolen Mitten
Photo  (and Mitten) by Amy LV


(Sound Cloud is giving me troubles...audio to follow)

Students - I am not sure if this poem is finished yet, but I still wanted to share it with you. I often struggle to know when a poem is finished, and again this week I thought of this quote:

"A poem is never finished, only abandoned."  - Paul Valery

It is difficult to know when a poem is ready to share, and this one may still be at my workbench, but I do like the idea.  It came to me as I was driving somewhere earlier this week. I started to think about looking for mittens, how difficult it is  to find a match sometimes.  And then I thought about how good friends are like that too; soul mates a gift.

What I like most about this poem is how the whole text is about one thing - finding mittens - and then, at the end, it turns.  At the end, a reader might realize that the mitten-finding part is really a metaphor, or a comparison, to finding a friend.  There should be a bit of a feeling of surprise here, and surprise always makes me happy when I read a poem.  I like thinking about all of my mitten-friends too....

You may wish to consider this in a poem you are writing.  Are you surprising yourself or your reader?  Might you wish to?  How?

This poem is a free verse poem with no special meter or rhyme.  I read it many times to myself to see if it sounded right to my ear, and I made many many changes.

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19 comments:

Margaret Simon said...

Amy, The poem feels just right to me. I love the little end twist. Living in the south, I don't have to search for mittens much, but it seems a daunting task to find the right sock to match. A companion piece, perhaps?

Kim Oldenburgh said...

A lot of Mainers can relate to this poem as we begin to look through our supply of mittens and wool socks for the cold weather that is coming whether we want it to or not! I started making some mismatched mittens on purpose-they are kind of cute. So many of my students are into wearing mismatched socks, so I thought-why not?

Author Amok said...

Hi, Amy. I am a knitter, so you had me at the image of that gorgeous woolly mitten. This poem's last line is perfect and also a surprise!

BJ Lee said...

Touching poem, Amy! I love the surprise at the end and you gave a little hint in the title. I think it ties together beautifully!

Matt Forrest Esenwine said...

Touching poem, Amy! Although in my mind, I was thinking, "What am I gonna do with these other six mittens??" ;)

Penny Klostermann said...

This poem is just wonderful. I love "rainbow of mittens". I can just see it in the lost and found box at the elementary where I taught for so many years!

Catherine said...

It's a muggy, rainy day here in CT, so mittens were the last thing on my mind. But your poem is a gentle reminder that one day soon, I'll be on the hunt for a pair!

Thank you for always sharing so much of your thought process, too. It's so helpful to hear!
Catherine

Renee LaTulippe said...

Ah, Amy, we are of one mind sometimes! I have a free verse poem today, too, and the same questions about it as you have. Is it done? Will it ever be?

With so many questions, it's nice to know that you have a matched pair of happy woolen mitten-friends to keep you grounded. :)

Betsy H said...

The poem is perfectly illustrated in my mind with your words and the photo is a perfect match. I also enjoyed how you left it open, that you might change it, it may not be done. What a perfect message and quote to match as well.

Liz Steinglass said...

I love the last line.

Poets' Garage said...

I might have a match for the one with the furry cuff!

I like how this poem lets the reader in on the narrator's specific reason for wanting the green wool, specifically. As I was reading it, I thought, "why not just wear non-matching mittens?" And at the end - ah! - that's why. Very nice!

LInda Baie said...

I tried a free verse too today Amy. It's not easy to know what's right when there are few rules. I liked the wonderful detail & the end of course-a connection-which is something I always like! As for the extra mittens, my granddaughter was actually putting some of the little ones on her animals yesterday when I went to visit! She said she was preparing for winter! Thanks for your explanation too!

Linda said...

I love that surprise ending!

Tara @ A Teaching Life said...

"Rainbows of mittens" - I do love that!

Bridget Magee said...

When I read "Clapping my hands together warm at last--" I think of that muffled sound of mitten claps, one of the best parts of wearing mittens. And when you find the match - "meeting you". Nice. =)

catherinemjohnson.wordpress.com said...

I love that the poem is about one thing. I find Poetry Friday poets to be especially good at writing about one thing. And mittens are so cute.

Mary Lee said...

I love it in my mitten-life when I find another mitten-soul who perfectly matches me!

Michelle Heidenrich Barnes said...

Such an unexpected and sweet ending!

Keri said...

The last line conjured up thoughts of old friends, and the idea that sometimes, like mittens, friends are for certain seasons of life. Thanks for sharing!