The first day of class there was a discussion on the use of an enjabment in Hecht's poem, I didn't really know what it was so i wanted to use it in a verse in order to be comfortable with enjabments in the future.
Alone in the Bar by Benjamin McClain
The Smoke is lingering,
elbow to elbow we ash and drink expensive cheep beer.
The girl with the sun-bleached skin begins
her song.
"I don't wanna be,
a stupid girl, no i can not be,
a stupid girl."
I can't take my eyes off her voice.
penetrating, poised, perfect
she sits as we stand, applauding
her sorrow.
I hit the enjambment pretty hard in this little poem, I enjoy how the device creates tension and anticipation in the verse.
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