I think I was limiting myself to what I could write about by using fashion magazines. 😛 but still, it turned out rather well if I do say so myself. And it was fun snipping and pasting with tweezers… My father said I would be terrible at ransom notes due to fingerprints on all the words…. Well, since I won’t be attempting to ransom something, I should be fine. And I loved finding a landscape picture to paste the words on.
I think of this poem as more of a metaphor. I do have my camera, and the photographs of the country are this story of a landscape. Something to escape and dream about. It’s semi vague, but isn’t all poetry sometimes?
I liked trying to find different sizes and colors. I don’t know if I got the whole theme of enumeratio. Did I use enough “and’s”? I liked starting every other line with one. I’ve been wanting to do this type of found poetry for a while now. Is blackout poetry the same? I kind of think it is. I’ve wanted to do a piece of found poetry using the town bulletin board at the post office. With all its flyers, it’s a treasure trove of found poetry just waiting to happen.
And if you can’t read the poem, here it is again in print.
in my camera the photographs of country light and stunning grace and freedom is a passionate perspective and reaching across the fair northern sky a new direction, a breath of fresh air and spectacular joy and living fall color and strong white light and look to move forward to Fling open the door and see a day of dreams.