I've been up since 2am for no particular reason other than bad sleeping karma. I'm a little bit delirious, so please forgive me in advance.
I didn't post a poem yesterday because I didn't like yesterday's prompt from the 30dpc. I think I'm becoming a prompt snob. so this morning I decided I'm just going to do whavers and try to just write something every day.
I'm also trying to do the 30/30 with my students - or at least getting them to write a lot of poems this month - but since I didn't like the prompt I had to come up with something off the cuff for them too. yesterday I had them respond to this poem by Jeanann Verlee by writing their own poem that started with the same first line as her work ("I was born of..."). most of them quite enjoyed it.
in the shower this morning I was brainstorming and came up with the idea to do abstract acrostics - where basically they had to use their name(s) but weren't allowed to do the usual cheesy positive adjectives. here is the one I did for my own name to model what I meant...
in other funtastic poetry news, I had the honor and pleasure of hearing bonafide rojas speak and read some of his poems today. he (along with one of his fellow urban word poets) was totally awesome with the residents and I think they enjoyed seeing a real poet in person. I actually saw him last year when he came to do another program and I brought my college class and they loved him as well. I had one of those former students just a few weeks ago come see me just to tell me what an impact seeing him had on her. she said she had never really liked/appreciated poetry before that experience.
he inspired this poem for today...
that when he writes
he is mostly speaking to himself.
when I write my poems
I am mostly
|bonafide reading last september at the oc library|