chipperYou all know that I adore structured poetry, from the haiku to the virelai. (Actually, that's a lie; I abhor the virelai. But I respect people who actually enjoy writing them.) You also know that you're a pretty creative lot. So here: the gates are thrown open! Write me a structured poem about Rosemary and Rue. Since you haven't read the book, it can be about anything from what you think it's going to be about to pre-ordering to how much you want a copy—whatever makes you happy. Any structured form is allowed, as long as you can tell me what it is when asked.
Entries will be taken through the end of the week. Then, next Monday, I'll put up a voting post, and let people vote for their favorites. The winner will receive, naturally, a copy of Rosemary and Rue. Just in case that's not sufficient incentive, there will also be a prize for participation—just entering a poem will enter you in a random number drawing for a signed cover flat. I don't have very many of these, so this is something pretty spiffy for you to stick on your wall.
Game on!
May 13 2009, 16:55:55 UTC 8 years ago
or, When Fairy Attacks!
The land of Fairy ever is a mess,
and often will their chaos meet us here
in our own world. And when our luck we press,
the fairy land will bring to life our fear
of losing control of our very life.
The fey with carnal glee will run amok,
dividing brothers with imagined strife
and wooing mortals that they'd like to fuck.
Without a hero we would never find
our mundane lives so safe from chaos such.
A real hero will fairy forces bind
from harming us, they look but cannot touch.
September first, Seanan will have her say,
and tell us all the tale of Toby Daye.