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POETRY WRITING: 
10 TIPS ON HOW TO WRITE A POEM

If you are writing a poem because you want to capture a feeling that you experienced, then you don’t need this book. Just write whatever feels right. Only you experienced the feeling that you want to express, so only you will know whether your poem succeeds.

If, however, your goal is to communicate with a reader — drawing on the established conventions of a literary genre (conventions that will be familiar to the experienced reader) to generate an emotional response in your reader — then simply writing what feels right to you won’t be enough.

What's to Expect?

These tips will help you make an important transition: away from writing poetry to celebrate, commemorate, or capture your own feelings (in which case you, the poet, are the center of the poem’s universe) towards writing poetry in order to generate feelings in your reader (in which case the poem exists entirely to serve the reader).

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