Today’s poetic device:
Catalogue: The listing of persons or places or things. Catalogues are sometimes endless genealogies or listings of proper names and places that can create an hypnotic effect in the rhythmic repetition of strange and curious and exotic names, like a recitation or an incantation. Eventually the phonetics of the items being listed will become soporific, thus lulling a listener or reader into a mild trance state.
(The Poet’s Dictionary: A Handbook of Prosody and Poetic Devices by William Packard)
You may have heard these kinds of poems referred to as “list poems.” I have never been a fan of these types of poems because I don’t feel I have ever written a good one. The first one I remember writing was a study of all the things on my daughter’s bedroom floor when she was about 7 years old. Really, I found the whole exercise quite depressing. At any rate, my reluctance is exactly the reason I am making myself do this today. “Get out of your comfort zone” and blah blah blah. Continue reading “April 3: May “the force” be with me”