Wednesday, December 19, 2018

Writing Prompts From Classic Writers - The Ancient Greeks and Romans

Here’s another collection of “Writing Prompts From the Classics”—helpful inspiration from a phrase, a line, or a poetic twist by an ancient writer.  Covered here are several from the ancient Greeks and Romans:  Oedipus the King and Antigone by the Greek Sophocles, Lysistrata by Aristophanes, then several from the Roman Aeneid by Virgil, and finally Ovid’s Metamorphoses. I hope these are helpful in providing you some imaginative ideas as they sink into your mind and onto your paper or screen. Have fun with them, and compose away.


  • The griefs that punish us are those we've chosen for ourselves.


·         you win all your battles! . . . cruising the oceans, invading homes deep in the wilds!
·         no home here on earth and none down with the dead, not quite alive, not yet a corpse.
·         Nursed in caves among her father’s stormwinds, this daughter of the gods, this child of Boreas, rode swift horses over the mountains


·         Drawing them diagrams for decadence
·         Grannies on the go, mommies with mucho macho


·         her phantom sifted through my fingers
·         the high sky bears witness to the wedding, nymphs on the mountaintops wail out the wedding hymn.
·         an eye that never sleeps and as many tongues as eyes and as many raucous mouths and ears pricked up for news.
·         The earth was rich with blood of slaughtered herds and the temple doorways wreathed with riots of flowers.
·         torrents coursed down from the old Titan’s chin
·         Wasting time in Libya.
·         who can delude a lover?
·         echoes round with maddened midnight cries
·         reaped with bronze sickles under the moonlight, dripping their milky black poison


·         Majestic power and erotic love do not get on together very well, nor do they linger long in the same place. 
·         why do you have the plumage of birds and the faces of virgins?
·         the tree groaned and bent over double
·         thrice the funereal owl sings his poem of endings