minutia_r | Multifandom Poetry Fest 2018

Welcome to the second annual Multifandom Poetry Fest, a prompt fest for poetry for all fandoms! Have fun, and if you want to promote it on your journal/tumblr/whatever, you can just copy the code in this box:

Rules

1) Leave a prompt in the form of fandom, characters or relationships, prompt. If you don’t want to specify the fandom or characters, you can say "any." One prompt per comment. Leave as many prompts as you like.

2) Reply to other people’s prompts with poems. The poems can be any length or form, or no form. Quality isn’t important--the point is to have fun, not to produce deathless works of art. (Any deathless works of art produced are just a bonus.)

FAQ

Q: I want to write a sonnet/haiku/villanelle/limerick, but I’m not sure how it goes.

A: You can find a good list of poetic forms and their structures here.

Q: I want to fill a prompt, but someone else has already filled it.

A: That’s okay, prompts can be filled multiple times.

Q: I want to write explicit erotica, or a poem with potentially disturbing themes. Is that okay, and what sort of content do I need to warn for?

A: Sure, that's fine. Warnings are up to you, and choosing not to warn is okay too.

Q: How long is the fest going to be running for?

A: Currently, I don't have any plans to close this post to comments--I figure we'll keep going until everyone gets bored and wanders off. I reserve the right to change my mind, though.

Q: Is there a collection on AO3 where I can post my poems?

A: Right here.

Q: I want to participate, but I suck at writing poetry.

A: Aww, you’re probably not as bad as you think. But even if you are, it really doesn’t matter--like I said, the main point is to have fun.

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and borrowing an idea from someone further up in the comments, also have a (rough, likely bad) translation into german:

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Es gibt Rosen unter deine Haut blühen.
Ich verfolge sie mit Atem & Finger,
beobachte die Blütenblätter durch dein
Blut entfalten, einer Garten-angebaut
Tod wie kein anderer. Du kommst von
weißer Stein Kreuzgänge & leise-singen
Brunnen, nichts weißt von das Meer &
ihm Lichtschluckentiefe, das Meer &
ihm Finger, das vor langer Zeit in meine
Lunge gewebt, mit Meerwasser sie infiziert,
& mich lässt nicht los. Jetzt haben (wir)
das Meer & es Wellen Hunger, du & alle
diese Beleuchtung zu schlucken. (Du &) die
Blumen, das in meinen Haar windst du, das
Verlangen in mich unbekanntes, unbeleuchtetes.
(Du &) deine Inhalation des Goldes, Ausatmung
des Silberes. Alle dieses Licht,

(& du & du & du.)

I am SO in awe of your translation! It's got a few mistakes (if you want me to go through them with you, poke away <3), but it strikes such a cadence with me - it's got the same emotional tinge as the English original does, but it is coming through stronger in German (not a criticism of the original either, but I've still got to make more of an effort for emotional investment in a language that isn't my native one, so I really appreciate the German version, too.)

But my reaction to both is... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

Multifandom Poetry Fest 2018

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