SHOWCASED: SENSAR
a sestina
I wonder if I will forget:
And if I will never remember:
These memories:
Once written,
Now put away and done,
Do they die?
I hope they don’t die,
But I can still forget
What has been done.
So where go those things I can’t remember?
Once written,
No longer in my memories.
And if the memories
Die:
Is what is written,
Or what I forget,
Or remember
By pure chance done?
What I’ve done,
I am these memories -
What I remember.
So I die
When: I forget
What was once written.
So as if in pencil it is written,
It can be done
Away with, erased to forget
Memories
They die.
I wish I could remember.
Can I remember:
The first word of mine written,
And when it will die.
Words are done:
Leaving recorded memories
So I won’t forget.
Do my memories die? I can’t really remember:
I admit to forget: what was just written.
But when it’s done, I can look upon my memories.
© Sensar
I wonder if I will forget:
And if I will never remember:
These memories:
Once written,
Now put away and done,
Do they die?
I hope they don’t die,
But I can still forget
What has been done.
So where go those things I can’t remember?
Once written,
No longer in my memories.
And if the memories
Die:
Is what is written,
Or what I forget,
Or remember
By pure chance done?
What I’ve done,
I am these memories -
What I remember.
So I die
When: I forget
What was once written.
So as if in pencil it is written,
It can be done
Away with, erased to forget
Memories
They die.
I wish I could remember.
Can I remember:
The first word of mine written,
And when it will die.
Words are done:
Leaving recorded memories
So I won’t forget.
Do my memories die? I can’t really remember:
I admit to forget: what was just written.
But when it’s done, I can look upon my memories.
© Sensar
Name(s)?
Well, I don’t love revealing out my personal info on the web, but part of my name is James (you can fun guessing which part).
Age?
Same as above, I am still a student … and daringly single, ladies!
Location?
Los Angeles, California. But not for long, if I have it my way.
Favourite feature about you?
Probably how I manage to entertain myself. From inner monologues that vary amongst hundreds of different topics (including my various inner monologues), to all the weird faces and gestures I make. Sadly, no one else seems to notice. I am still convinced it’s hilarious, though. IT IS.
Favourite colour?
Blue-grey. The colour of a cloudy sky. It’s not depressing, just calming.
Favourite food?
Oh, such a very hard question for me. For years I have preferred the Japanese style of preparing meats and soups. However, my taste have turned increasingly Italian. No doubt my mother’s side of the family is becoming more and more predominant in my palate.
Favourite music?
Classical, mostly piano based (musician’s bias, no doubt). Rachmaninov is by far my favourite classical composer, followed by Chopin and Debussy. However, my taste also delves deeply into the realm of Sondheim and his works: utter and complete genius, don’t let the sentient trees and psychotic gingers fool you. I listen to his musicals all the time, along with Classical. Listening to Assassins right now, as it turns out.
When writing – What is your preferred genre/style?
I have always felt comfortable in the realm of the fantastical: it’s the genre I grew up in. But increasingly my dominant genre is poetic and theatrical. I’m about to work on a one act, as it turns out. Segments of it may be available on A Writer’s Recluse (that’s the internet version of a shameless plug, isn’t it?)
What are you really proud of so far in your writing career?
I am genuinely proud of some of the poetic work I’ve turned out so far – the sestina is one of them. I also felt I’ve grown, and for that alone I am proud. I would hate to stagnate in my creative process.
Who is your biggest inspiration/muse?
Who? Hard to say who at this juncture. But, I’ve always drawn from writers I’ve loved: Tolkein, Jordan, Martin, Stroud, (and for poetry) Shakespeare, and Pound. Rather, I’d say: what is my inspiration? For that, it would be music and theatre. The compacted emotions and revelling in action (see: Aristotle’s Poetics) has had a deep and profound impact on my as writer (not considering the fact I act and play piano).
Tell us about the piece you have selected to “Showcase”?
‘a sestina’ was one of my adventures into a form I am not familiar with. I’m quite happy with the result. With such a complex form, I wanted to see how I could use to my advantage, since I usually write in more abstract forms. All the examples I saw (which was only about four, to be honest) had full sentences for each stanza. I wanted to avoid that: it would not turn out well. The recitation of the same words made the subject of forgetting ironic for me, and I enjoyed playing with it. By the way, if anyone feels it morose, don’t worry. The last sentence, to me, is what writing is all about – and that’s a good thing. Like music, like theatre: how do you capture an emotion? Sometimes it’s all in a moment. And moments fade faster than memories. But writing is one of the best ways to capture the moment.
Sensar’s other poems: http://awritersrecluse.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=s&action=display&thread=2303
Well, I don’t love revealing out my personal info on the web, but part of my name is James (you can fun guessing which part).
Age?
Same as above, I am still a student … and daringly single, ladies!
Location?
Los Angeles, California. But not for long, if I have it my way.
Favourite feature about you?
Probably how I manage to entertain myself. From inner monologues that vary amongst hundreds of different topics (including my various inner monologues), to all the weird faces and gestures I make. Sadly, no one else seems to notice. I am still convinced it’s hilarious, though. IT IS.
Favourite colour?
Blue-grey. The colour of a cloudy sky. It’s not depressing, just calming.
Favourite food?
Oh, such a very hard question for me. For years I have preferred the Japanese style of preparing meats and soups. However, my taste have turned increasingly Italian. No doubt my mother’s side of the family is becoming more and more predominant in my palate.
Favourite music?
Classical, mostly piano based (musician’s bias, no doubt). Rachmaninov is by far my favourite classical composer, followed by Chopin and Debussy. However, my taste also delves deeply into the realm of Sondheim and his works: utter and complete genius, don’t let the sentient trees and psychotic gingers fool you. I listen to his musicals all the time, along with Classical. Listening to Assassins right now, as it turns out.
When writing – What is your preferred genre/style?
I have always felt comfortable in the realm of the fantastical: it’s the genre I grew up in. But increasingly my dominant genre is poetic and theatrical. I’m about to work on a one act, as it turns out. Segments of it may be available on A Writer’s Recluse (that’s the internet version of a shameless plug, isn’t it?)
What are you really proud of so far in your writing career?
I am genuinely proud of some of the poetic work I’ve turned out so far – the sestina is one of them. I also felt I’ve grown, and for that alone I am proud. I would hate to stagnate in my creative process.
Who is your biggest inspiration/muse?
Who? Hard to say who at this juncture. But, I’ve always drawn from writers I’ve loved: Tolkein, Jordan, Martin, Stroud, (and for poetry) Shakespeare, and Pound. Rather, I’d say: what is my inspiration? For that, it would be music and theatre. The compacted emotions and revelling in action (see: Aristotle’s Poetics) has had a deep and profound impact on my as writer (not considering the fact I act and play piano).
Tell us about the piece you have selected to “Showcase”?
‘a sestina’ was one of my adventures into a form I am not familiar with. I’m quite happy with the result. With such a complex form, I wanted to see how I could use to my advantage, since I usually write in more abstract forms. All the examples I saw (which was only about four, to be honest) had full sentences for each stanza. I wanted to avoid that: it would not turn out well. The recitation of the same words made the subject of forgetting ironic for me, and I enjoyed playing with it. By the way, if anyone feels it morose, don’t worry. The last sentence, to me, is what writing is all about – and that’s a good thing. Like music, like theatre: how do you capture an emotion? Sometimes it’s all in a moment. And moments fade faster than memories. But writing is one of the best ways to capture the moment.
Sensar’s other poems: http://awritersrecluse.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=s&action=display&thread=2303
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