Maybe. It worked for Sharon Olds, for example, with Stag’s Leap, winner of this year’s T S Eliot prize.
And is there a blogjam? Probably, yes.
This is cheating. I am really thinking about StAnza.
I couldn’t even remember at first which poem it came from — it was the image that stuck.
Do you remember the smell? The redolence of the little tubes of ‘oil paint’?
Poems by heart. Should we?