The final post for NaPoWriMo! This found poem was constructed from an excerpt from What We Talk about When We Talk about Love, a short story by Raymond Carver, borrowed from the collection Where I’m Calling From.
I hope you enjoyed my project of ekphrastic haiku and erasure poetry. Please let me know which ones were your favourites!
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A reason to get out of bed in the morning
Paradise, to our gaze
the far horizon is shrouded
in historic meaning. We are children
with dangerous beliefs. Our windows
become lies — the modern creed,
a lodestar to subordinate
fervent imaginations. Horizons
are the lifeblood after all.
This found poem was constructed from selected fragments taken from the book “Utopia for Realists: And How We Can Get There” by Rutger Bregman.
Digital collage art by myself.
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time lacked tendencies
spoilt eyes, probably
if grass is greener
hips to cause a tone
stranger for my own
trust, it’s bitter
like a winner
This found poem was made from the lyrics to Bad Feeling by Joy Crookes.
Time’s finest strands are handwoven
in calloused palms
Centuries of pernickety traversing,
we tirelessly produce
all of humanity,
our collective existence.
This found poem was made from a beautiful poem called “Timelessness” by Asmita Patwardhan. Asmita very kindly allowed me to choose a poem from her Instagram page for my project!
tired smoke touches my hand
and strings dance
until disclosure is a stranger
An American haiku (5/3/5 words) inspired by the lyrics to Strange by Celeste.
Another experiment into projective verse. This time with words and fragments borrowed from the lyrics to Sophie by Arlo Parks.
As I have mentioned before, I have been quite active on Instagram. I chose this platform because I’m a visual person and I like to see the creative ways in which poets present their work there.
Poetry on Instagram is more than just “instapoetry”. There are many genuinely talented poets and artists on the platform. It can be such an inspiring place to spend some time!