By Ashley Lister
According to Wikipedia: “The
pen is mightier than the sword," is a
metonymic adage coined by English author Edward Bulwer-Lytton in 1839 for his
play Richelieu; Or the Conspiracy.
For those of you thinking
Bulwer-Lytton’s name is vaguely familiar: he’s the man who inspired the dark
and stormy night contest. This is a contest where entrants are asked to create
the worst possible opening line to a novel – something on a par with Edward
Bulwer-Lytton’s opening line to the 1830 novel, Paul Clifford:
It was a dark and
stormy night; the rain fell in torrents — except at occasional intervals,
when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for
it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and
fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the
darkness.
Some of the entries to the Bulwer-Lytton fiction contest are
hilarious. If you follow this link, http://www.bulwer-lytton.com/,
prepare to lose half a day as you enjoy the innovative wit of each year’s
various contenders.
And, in the interim, perhaps we should hold our own version
of the Bulwer-Lytton contest: but with a focus on poetry? (Dead Bad Poetry?) If
you can write a bad opening couplet, please share it in the comments box below.
Here are a couple of examples of (what I consider to be) bad
poetry:
I think that I shall never see
A things as lovely as David Cameron.
Or
Shall I compare thee to Britain’s Got Talent?
Thou art boring, predictable and I don’t enjoy looking at
you…
I look forward to reading your Dead Bad Opening Couplets in
the comments box below. There are no prizes - just the fun of entering the competition and sharing your work with others.
8 comments:
She walks in beauty, like the night,
Then stumbles over the cat, bangs her knee on the dresser and wishes she'd turned on the light.
Ian
Good to see you here. That's impressively bad :-)
Ash
With my left hand I worship you corns,
Hush be, my right will sooth your bed sores later.
Colin - you just scared me.
Ash
I wondered lonely as an ass-hat
Stripped butt naked and doused in goose fat...
ass-hat :-)
love it!
I cannot lie,
it was not I,
who ate your pie.
Tommi - that's dire.
i love it.
ash
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