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Who was Cassandra?


  • In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.

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April 01, 2009

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I think you've done them justice. It hangs together beautifully, Beth. Hard to believe something so meditative was written so quickly. Did you do any advance preparation? Some of the Facebook participants have admitted using prepared texts or fragments of texts.

Thanks, Dave. Nope, no prep, just one thought about fifteen minutes before I sat down, that maybe I'd write something about slowness and my grandparents. I deliberately didn't want to prepare; I wanted to see what came out of the meditation, as it were.

You've still got some hours - are you going to give it a try? (She teased, wanting to see what he'd write.)

Sorry, Beth, I can't even type that fast, let alone think that fast. My hat's off to those of you who can.

Beautiful! I'm giving it a go at 11-11:30 PM pst. You've inspired me.

So lovely that reading it made time slow down....

You've certainly done them justice. This is a lovely post.

We haven't admitted to anything, Dave. There are no rules with FaBoStaMe. We do as we please.

Beth, these are incredible. I love them.

These are jewels, Beth. Each one is like a germination point for a poem. Whilst their very brevity contains their purity, maybe some might be probed gently for further life.

Wow! Such wonder in 30 bite-sized installments.

Hi Linda - thanks for commenting - I checked your website to see if
you'd posted your own 30/30 but didn't find it - how did it go? I
found this a really good exercise in loosening up and not thinking so
much, but still trying to gently tease a coherent thread out of what
was essentially a thirty-minute meditation. Would love to see what you came up with!


Thanks, Marja-Leena - I read these at a party last night in celebration of a friend who had just finished a writing a book - he asked a couple of us to bring something to read, ince he also planned to read a chapter, and so I brought these. That's what struck me the most in reading them aloud - they really became a slow meditation, both for me and the audience. People were kind of incredulous about the concept, and then laughed at the funnier lines - the radioactive snow and the bacon bits - but as the reading progressed they got quieter and quieter. It fascinated me, and I'm glad I had the chance to read them aloud.


I left this comment at Dana's site, where her own poem is re-posted:
Dana, Nathan already said it! Your poems are funny and wonderful and thought-provoking - thank you - and totally different from anyone else’s responses, which is the coolest thing about the whole challenge. This was a great exercise for me, thanks so much for coming up with it. I’m likely to do it again because I can see it’s very good for someone like me who tends to intellectualize her poetry too much.


Thanks, Dick. It was a worthwhile exercise, I think, and like you
say, maybe there are a few thoughts in there that might yield
something else. It was pretty weird to just follow what came up,
trying not to be too cerebral about it!

yes i must say it was a beautifully written piece, which definitely does them justice.

I so dig the catfish.

Well, I was inspired enough by this to do my own version. Gosh, it's a bracing experience: you're trying to think, you're trying to type, and doing less self-censoring that usual. And the clock breathes down your neck.

Thanks for the inspiration.

These are enormously beautiful, as the above person said, single points of germination threatening to burst into a whole.

Will try myself.

Oh, I especially love #19. It's causing lines of verse to swirl around in my chest now.

T.

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