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Post by Jae on Jun 14, 2018 22:28:59 GMT -5
Just got a NM from TNT that my Nimmo Day poem was accepted, and it's already up  For reference this was about 8:20 pm the day before Nimmo Day. Wonder what Scrappy and/or Jade is doing at the office so late? |
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Post by doctortomoe on Oct 26, 2018 3:30:17 GMT -5
I'm kinda annoyed they put Korbat Day poems up with the Symol Day ones.
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Post by Jae on Oct 26, 2018 17:47:57 GMT -5
That is rather annoying. I wouldn't have been able to get a Korbat Day poem done in time, but some people might have been waiting a little closer to the day of to submit theirs...
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Post by Kat on Apr 21, 2020 5:47:31 GMT -5
I'm reviving this thread to say that I wrote a poem about a Bionic Cybunny.
Look, I was once known for churning out so many NQII poems. May as well return to my brand. And after a bit of sleuthing, I finally found the very first poem I had published. It was waaaaaaaaay back in gallery #749.
EDIT: I don't know why but I followed up with a poem entitled, "To the Rohane Plushie on My Desk". I have the mental image of my Neopian self indeed working with one on my desk and it kinda just bloomed into a full poem.
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Post by June Scarlet on Dec 7, 2020 22:49:40 GMT -5
Okay, so Wocky Day is Saturday December 12th. I imagine the newsday will happen the day before, on Friday.
When should I submit my Wocky Day poem? Thursday? I know the FAQ says at least five days in advance, but I'm thinking that's pretty old, because the advice I've been getting in the day before. Some people don't even submit until the morning of, though I don't want to wait until the last minute. My poem's all ready to go.
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Post by June Scarlet on Dec 14, 2020 17:59:40 GMT -5
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Post by Carolyn on Dec 14, 2020 21:15:30 GMT -5
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Post by Mostly Harmless (flufflepuff) on Nov 11, 2021 12:42:50 GMT -5
Everyone:
What are your thoughts on the current state of the poetry gallery? This past month my personal experience has been mixed, but I'd like to see if/what people are submitting.
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Post by RielCZ on Nov 11, 2021 18:22:34 GMT -5
After a years-long break from the PC, I threw in a couple poems post STC 900, for Symol Day and Pteri Day. I haven't had much luck with the competition though -- both poems were rejected.  Actually, I also wrote a sonnet for the Surreal Collab (this past summer) Poetry Gallery that I referenced in my NT submission for the collab. It was also rejected. *shrug* |
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Post by Kat on Nov 11, 2021 19:37:33 GMT -5
Everyone: What are your thoughts on the current state of the poetry gallery? This past month my personal experience has been mixed, but I'd like to see if/what people are submitting. My experience has been mixed too. I've been able to get a number of poems published since coming back last year and this year, but I've had some poems which I thought were fairly decent that got rejected. Honestly I've seen some poems get in that would not have passed muster before the previous judge. |
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Post by Mostly Harmless (flufflepuff) on Nov 17, 2021 1:07:20 GMT -5
Honestly I've seen some poems get in that would not have passed muster before the previous judge. This right here. The poetry submission page itself calls for "lyrical genius." I'm guessing he's feeling a bit overworked. There HAS been an increase in entries across multiple contests... I also want to come by and ask something: there's an idea I'm trying to pull off. An anagrammatic poem about--who else--Eliv Thade. Thing is, it might not be obvious that it's an anagrammatic poem. Should I put it in the title, destroying part of the poetry structure, or should I include it in an author's note, which may be erased, or worse, left for all to see? Here's a sneak peek:
Eliv Thade
...
...He had a veiled, valid idea.
He held the idea.
I had it!
I had it!
I hailed the idea.
…
It halted.
The vile, hated detail!
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Post by Kat on Nov 17, 2021 8:41:35 GMT -5
Honestly I've seen some poems get in that would not have passed muster before the previous judge. This right here. The poetry submission page itself calls for "lyrical genius." I'm guessing he's feeling a bit overworked. There HAS been an increase in entries across multiple contests... I also want to come by and ask something: there's an idea I'm trying to pull off. An anagrammatic poem about--who else--Eliv Thade. Thing is, it might not be obvious that it's an anagrammatic poem. Should I put it in the title, destroying part of the poetry structure, or should I include it in an author's note, which may be erased, or worse, left for all to see? Here's a sneak peek:
Eliv Thade
...
...He had a veiled, valid idea.
He held the idea.
I had it!
I had it!
I hailed the idea.
…
It halted.
The vile, hated detail!
He probably also wanted the poetry contest to be more inclusive but at the cost of overall quality...or doesn't have time to read the rules well. Or both. I'd go for the author's note myself, with an extra comment that it isn't part of the poem. Kinda like the comments section of the Neopian Times submission form. Honestly your idea is leagues better and more innovative than some poems I've been seeing in the gallery as of late so I really want to see it in its fully anagrammatic glory. |
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Post by Mostly Harmless (flufflepuff) on Nov 29, 2021 17:22:00 GMT -5
After more than a week of zero poetry updates I come back to not one to TWO TMGE'S?? And some of the winners don't even capitalize or use apostrophes correctly Like What on earth is Aesop looking for when the poetry contest calls for "lyrical genius"  ...alright guys I'm a need your input. What would YOU say is wrong with this:
Mountainside at dawn
Slowly moving tiny dot
Up and up its back
Daybreak halfway gone
Bathes the Usul in its glow
Red on white on red
Drops of flame ablaze
Turning swiftly into snow
With the rising sun
The Usul looks up
Sunlight mirroring its eyes
And catches a piece
Its snow-hued body
Contains eyes of blazing coal
Flame and ice unite
Climb resumes again
Oval imprints on canvas
No hint of contrast
Or this:
An Usul's Questions
In times when washing paws did call
for stool and box and tippy-toes,
She rarely, but did ask herself,
if it were dreams she would depose.
In adults, she would long foresee
the ball and chain of work all day.
“Young one, what do you want to be?”
They asked about her dreams someday.
No hesitation did she give:
“A warrior! A pirate! A knight!”
The life the Usul yearned to live
filled all who asked her with much fright.
The host of paths that life doth bear
did drag young Hannah far away
as it does, for so many, tear
the dreams from hearts, to lead astray.
Necessity had bound her tight:
A tavern job, with far less time
and resources to build up might,
became her fate and new pastime.
...
“Am I now well past my prime?”
...
A table clean, once full of grime.
Serving meals with mead and thyme.
A brawl quelled far before a crime:
“Is this all I can do full-time?”
The questions plagued, she carried on,
routine devouring time like Skeiths,
until a tome appeared at dawn.
“To me, does fate my goal bequeath?”
The maiden Usul, long since jaden,
carved out time to read each day.
With work her time was fully-laden,
But she'd learned much, and could not stay.
With nary a color to raise a-mast
nor more than fistfuls of supplies,
nor vessel for the oceans vast,
at last, from ennui, she'd rise.
Her questions sated, she'd explore
the caves a-shroud in mystery.
In life, there's always growth in store:
the rest, they say, is history.
Feedback, positive or constructive, is welcome. Even if there's a slight misstep in meter, I need to know. Thank you. In any case, the judges had better be ready for a deluge of creativity such that I cannot fail. |
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Post by Mostly Harmless (flufflepuff) on Dec 6, 2021 16:16:12 GMT -5
Three TMGE's later. Any possible idea on how to improve upon this:
When day shall yield its torch to dusk
Who lifts it not for light,
But paints an autumn landscape that
With cooler hues, shall fight,
The mountainside bears witness to
The skyward clash of hue.
As if in answer, fusillades
Of falling snow ensue.
The swift cascades do not long last,
Yet twilight they ignite.
Their journey ends within themselves.
Then, from the dwindling light
There cometh forth a rotund form,
Ungainly on most land.
Yet sea and ice, a snare for most,
His yellow feet command.
Just aft the setting of the sun,
When twilight claims the skies,
The Bruce of many colors shines:
Though without wings, he flies
Across the ice in graceful dance,
with pirouettes and leaps.
Although the even is long past,
On his round form, he keeps
The liminality of time
betwixt the night and day.
The sky shall change again at dawn,
but dusk, he'll always stay.
Or perchance this one?
When flaming leaves have gone
All Hallows' Eve persists
Within a Bruce's pride:
His works, with utter fear,
do twist the soul inside.
When flaming leaves have gone
As if in reverence,
His inspiration stayed.
He'd feed both brave and meek
with fare neatly arrayed.
When flaming leaves have gone,
And with it, years of gold,
And all the crowds as well,
The Bruce's passion fades:
His cooking's heard the knell.
When flaming leaves have gone,
And air doth slash with cold,
So too, shall follow suit
The prices of his works,
No more of great repute.
When flaming leaves have gone,
Then one has to survive
Enduring all travail.
Considering the years
Of trial, will he fail
When flaming leaves have gone?
His classic dishes ceased
to stock for quite a spell.
Will motivation come
Again?
...
I cannot tell.
I would REALLY like to know with what criteria these and my other works are falling short. Go on, tell me, I can take it. |
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Post by Twillie on Dec 7, 2021 18:58:25 GMT -5
I'm very unfamiliar with the poetry contest, having never tried at it myself, so I'm unsure what a standard accepted poem may look like or what the typical criteria is that users have come to expect over the years. Basically, anything I say take with as much salt as you deem appropriate, as this is coming from a completely outside perspective.
The poems themselves I think are very well constructed; your use of vocabulary is impressive and creates great evocative imagery, and on a technical level everything is spelled correctly and remains consistent, save for deliberate pattern breaks. I've never considered myself great at poetry, reading or writing, but just from my opinion I couldn't give much feedback on how to improve your writing.
My only guess on why these two poems may not have been accepted is perhaps their connection to Neopets isn't clear enough? Like with the first poem, only one line near the end really ties it into Neopets. And this is just a guess from what I know about the NT, since a criteria for that is your story/comic needs to explicitly take place or relate to Neopets.
I also sent in an Editorial question yesterday asking about the criteria for poems, since I know this has been a recent struggle for a number of people. No guarantee whether it'll get answered, and this may have been attempted already, but I wanted to give it a try since I feel rather helpless giving advice myself on how to get accepted.
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For reference this was about 8:20 pm the day before Nimmo Day. Wonder what Scrappy and/or Jade is doing at the office so late?
