• FOUND POEM

    Date: 2021.01.13 | Category: Assignments, LHP/MHP, Poetry, Septuagenarian | Tags: ,,,,

    FOUND POEM

    Attributed to Septuagenarian: love is what happens when I die (March 2021)

     

    One doesn’t have to imagine good and evil amidst all this terror

    sadness, the bones and the blood surrender

    we can make a difference we are all somebody

    we are not on the backs on the backs on the backs

    of sorrow

     

    that preceded

     

    head separated from body

    body separated from country

    family separated

     

    love guarantees memory        madness

    guns in white rooms the ghost

    of a man an unholy ghost trying to rewrite the story

     

    what if what if what if asking the questions is [not] enough; sometimes

     

    I feel like a boxer punching    the world

    is heavy that’s when the silence is broken

    not with words but with images   children

     

    didn’t know what to make of the bickering

    children got lost in the silences babies suffering;

    the father the mother the siblings gone

    a newspaper headline

     

    to the wicked and the wise there is a difference

    between opinion and truth, a space where dying

    to love where freedom is clearly not where in the world we are

     

    divisive and our lives are at risk

    tolerate a difficult word; racism, white men with assault rifles; death

     

    is temporary

     

    history implodes on a regular irregular heartbeat the charade is over this year

     

    love

    like a sorcerer reads palms this is love choking on air,

    ready to survive pedestals

    collapse amidst a pandemic

     

    hallelujah!

     

    as I sip my morning coffee it is grief it is death it is love;

    hate travels the ♥ broken is what saves us.

     

    © Sherry Quan Lee January 12, 2021

     

    ASSIGNMENT: I’ve been thinking about the recent insurrection at the capitol, the fast and flowing media coverage, the attempts to oust the 45th, etc.  My thought was, as a poet, I should write a found poem based on various print and even video media; but, I thought it would be complicated because of copyright, what is fair use, and how to attribute my sources (unless there is no thought of publishing it).  Instead, I turned to my own writing using only text from my forthcoming book.  Try this as an assignment, use words and phrases from what you have previously written and “find” a poem. I started with a goal in mind, to discover what I might have, perhaps unknowingly, said beyond the personal, have I entered the world?  Having a theme in mind isn’t necessary, it is enough to just randomly choose words and phrases you are drawn to as you reread what you have written over a particular span of time.

    NOTE: The poem published here is a first draft.