This picture is actually of Murray, and the poem was written about him. But as I was trying to get a poetry collection together, the name “Tigger” seemed to fit this poem better. I did have a cat named Tigger when I was a child. He was the only offspring of our cat, Thomasina, who we kept. For awhile. Until Thomasina decided it was time for him to leave the nest.
This is fall in Indiana in my neighborhood. I wish I could have snapped a picture of Murray being his crazy leaf-chasing tornado self. He looks rather staid here.
Writing a novel-in-verse is easier for me than writing straight prose simply because poetry is the natural way I express myself. It’s my go-to form. It’s where I feel most comfortable. So it makes sense that the first novel I got published was a novel-in-verse, even though I’d written several “normal” novels before that.
But verse novels are just one way to use poetry to help tell a story. There are other ways.
One is by using a poem you’ve written as a prompt. This is how I came to write my first picture book.
I changed the age of the narrator of this poem, expanded the moment into a day, and came up with an entirely different telling of the same story. That’s how Cups Held Out was born.
Another way to use poetry to help tell the story is by interspersing it with the prose. Elizabeth Wein did this in her novel, Rose under Fire. She is such an amazing writer of prose that, for some reason, I wasn’t expecting her to be equally as amazing in her poetry. Shouldn’t there be some kind of trade-off? But no, her poetry floored me as well.
Often a poem that captures the essence of the story is put in front of the novel. This is what I’m attempting to do with the sonnet at the beginning of my novel-in-progress, Three Prayers.
Using poetic elements (such as metaphors, similes, alliteration, repetition) in a story almost always makes the prose better. Here’s an example from Goodnight, Dragons.
Many years ago, I wrote a novel with a narrator’s voice some readers found unlikeable. Trying to fix the voice, I used the exercise of writing the novel in verse instead. It changed the voice entirely, made the narrator not only more likeable, but touching. And in changing the voice, it has changed the story. Unfortunately, I no longer know how the story ends, but I’ll get there eventually.
Poetry will take me there.