Stab Wounds: Meditation on the Line

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Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about the line: how it breathes, how it holds itself together, the way it drags us gasping and screaming off the page. At the same time, it’s both vibrant and silent, and yet what’s so fascinating about it is the fact that its importance is so often overlooked because we, as writers and readers, often turn a blind eye to the way it frames the poem, how its skeleton allows us to move and dance and disappear on and off the page. Don’t get me wrong—when I first started out as both a reader and writer of poetry, I was guilty of this, too, but after years of studying and writing, I’ve learned that the line is so much more than a hard enter we push because we want to make the stanzas line up nice and sleek; rather, it’s a moment where we control the voice and tone of the piece, where we can punctuate imagery, give pause to a blood drop, pray for a ghost.

In fact, in a lot of ways, the line is like a stab wound.

A beautiful, festering, leaking blood gash.

Now take a moment and think about your favorite slasher movie. For me, I’m a big fan of the Scream franchise, and in any given moment when Ghostface is threatening to gut someone, or when he’s actually running (and falling) around killing people, there’s this moment when his long, stagnant, white face stares at the person as his knife digs into their chest. Sometimes he’ll even turn it ever so slightly, just to make sure it’s in nice and deep. Ghostface is, after all, nothing less than a dramatic psychopath with a flair for the theatrical. But a truly great example of this is when he first pretends to stab Billy in the original. Right after Sidney loses her virginity (because of course she does), we see Ghostface stab Billy a few times and then stare straight ahead as he wipes the blood—well, ketchup in this case—off the knife with his hand. 

This scene, as hokey as it is, stands as a perfect example for how a line functions. See, the stabbing is a repeated, short offense, something that happens quickly, sharply, and carries a lot of shock and horror with it. If we were to see this in a poem, it might look something like this:




Here the words are stacked on top of one another and then surrounded by large gaps of white space on either side. The white space here is a vital accomplice as its presence allows us to concentrate on the word that it’s emphasizing. In this case, we’re homed in on the action, on the act of stabbing, and there’s nothing else around it or beside it to take our focus away from the violence that the line encompasses. Plus, it we look at this abstractly, we can see that having the words stacked like this has given us the horizontal shape of a wound, i.e. the entry point of the knife. 

If we continue to write according to the aforementioned stab scene, it’s now time for Ghostface to wipe off his knife. Just as we talked about with the shape of the wound above, we want to mimic the motion of our killer so that the action is represented through the line’s framework. There are a few different ways we can do this:

He wipes off the blood




He wipes off the b l o o d

The first line tells us plain and simple what’s happening in the line, and you could make the argument that much like the act of cleaning a knife, the line ends with the blood coming off and with our eyes looking to the future for the next action. If we turn it up a notch and again think about how visuals affect the tone and pace of the line, the second option is a bit more palpable. By spacing out “blood” and allowing some white space to saturate between the letters, it drags out the word and allows our eyes to sweep through it, a metaphorical cleansing if you will. 

Something else that I like to do when it comes to visuals and line play is measure action against word choice. For instance, let’s close our eyes and think of the word drip. Immediately, I’m picturing something falling and eventually exploding against a surface. I also connect it with the word drop, another short, staccato word that plays with both alliteration and onomatopoeia. If we wanted to show the words “drip drops” in the poem, we could draw out the word, quite literally, so our breath and eyes work in tandem with each other until the final word cuts us off and drops off at the end of the poem. For example:

The blood 






Just as the blood drip drops down the page, so does how we read and speak the poem. I know that when I say this out loud, my words hang on the drip as I slowly enunciate the word only to settle firmly and loudly on the drop at the end of the sentence. Something as subtle as this makes the poem come alive in a way that is both active and present and something that we wouldn’t see or experience if it was all written succinctly in one line.

Remember that the structure of the line is the blueprint to the poem. Sometimes it stands alone, while other times it transitions us, pushes us, forces us into other lines, words, or continuities on the page. What’s important to remember though is that while it’s the bones of the piece, it’s also the air surrounding it, so we need to approach it abstractly just as much as we need to physically see what it’s doing before us. So the next time you sit down with a poem—regardless of whether you’re reading one or writing one—I challenge you to think about how the shape of the poem affects the story that’s being told. Poetry, after all, is a genre that relies heavily on image and emotion, so in that brief snapshot of pain, that quiet moment of suffering, how do we respond to what’s screaming on the page, to what’s leaking off our knife? Do we keep a tidy murder space, or are we more creative, more free-form with our kills? The choice is up to you, of course, just be mindful of the evidence you leave behind.

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Stephanie M. Wytovich, MFA

Column by Stephanie M. Wytovich, MFA

Stephanie M. Wytovich is an American poet, novelist, and essayist. Her work has been showcased in numerous venues such as Weird Tales, Gutted: Beautiful Horror Stories, Fantastic Tales of Terror, Year's Best Hardcore Horror: Volume 2, The Best Horror of the Year: Volume 8, as well as many others.

Wytovich is the Poetry Editor for Raw Dog Screaming Press, an adjunct at Western Connecticut State University, Southern New Hampshire University, and Point Park University, and a mentor with Crystal Lake Publishing. She is a member of the Science Fiction Poetry Association, an active member of the Horror Writers Association, and a graduate of Seton Hill University’s MFA program for Writing Popular Fiction. Her Bram Stoker Award-winning poetry collection, Brothel, earned a home with Raw Dog Screaming Press alongside Hysteria: A Collection of Madness, Mourning Jewelry, An Exorcism of Angels, Sheet Music to My Acoustic Nightmare, and most recently, The Apocalyptic Mannequin. Her debut novel, The Eighth, is published with Dark Regions Press.

Follow Wytovich on her blog at stephaniewytovich.blogspot and on twitter @SWytovich. 

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