Found Poetry
Find a bit of language–overheard conversation, labels on an object, street signs, etc–and use it in a poem. Break the words apart from their usual sense. Surprise yourself with what’s contained in them. For example, in the Effie Kokrine class while we were listing phrases from a freewriting exercise on the board, one student said, “Energy drinks rock,” and I heard it as noun-verb-noun instead of adjective-noun-verb, so that in my mind, the energy was drinking the rock. A good start for a poem.
What do you find? What do you hear? What else does it bring to mind?
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Here’s a response from Glow:
ruby crescent fingerlings
fat small doggie paws
swamp mama’s greatest
persimmon fur pie
the verse repeats
the new celtic fiddle restrings
the cats peek out from under
blood gushes, snow flitters
I play at night before bed
dream characters sing all night
I wake up with music
skimming through my head
Tags: found poem, poetry, Poetry Challenge, writing, writing prompt
March 5, 2009 at 8:11 am
ruby crescent fingerlings
fat small doggie paws
swamp mama’s greatest
persimmon fur pie
the verse repeats
the new celtic fiddle restrings
the cats peek out from under
blood gushes, snow flitters
I play at night before bed
dream characters sing all night
I wake up with music
skimming through my head
March 5, 2009 at 8:15 am
MP, I’m taking fiddle lessons and practice late at night, just before bed. I read Don Sam just before sleep, and woke up with the notes of celtic fiddle music dancing like ghostly shadows across beautiful white horses sleeping in the snowy sun. What a wonderful image you and Don Sam gave me. Thanks for the gift.
March 5, 2009 at 8:32 am
Thanks again, Glow! It’s fun seeing your response to these challenges! And Sam seems to live a life of his own in the imagination.