Hoo boy! So I’m taking this poetry class thing from WordPress, and today’s assignment was to create a “found poem.”
The description of a found poem was given thusly:
A found poem is composed of words and letters you’ve collected — randomly or not — from other sources, whether printed, handwritten, or digital, and then (re)arranged into something meaningful.
Well… I found something alright, but I don’t know if it would qualify as poetry. Perhaps my source of these collected phrases was a determining factor in how this would go. A Trader Joe’s monthly flyer can be pretty random even before you start cutting and pasting.
The good news: I kept it short. I think my found poem would have perhaps been better off remaining lost. Oh, and there was a suggested theme (face), and a poetry device (chiasmus). I didn’t even attempt to throw those in. All for the best, I think.
Oh, wait! Did they say “meaningful?”