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preschooldr0pout · a month ago
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every instance of love from my local newspaper’s community announcements (obituaries, memorials, births, birthdays, anniversaries, congratulations) - saturday, september 4, 2021
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doctorsiren · 3 months ago
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For our final project for my graphic design / english / digital media / film production class (we had 3 teachers for it) we had to make a found poem, so I used a page from Less by Andrew Sean Greer
My whole “theme” for my final was literally just Featherweight
Anxiety ticking
That clock unfortunately still believes time and faith is a hummingbird, dissatisfied with the broken clock
His electronic form a robot, the voice familiar
I told my teachers at the need of the year that almost all of my projects were based off of my minecraft fanfiction, and they found it really funny and creative B)
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pettymaryshelley · 16 days ago
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"your sister was right" - wilbur soot | "appointments" - julien baker | ali zahid | richard kadrey | pinterest | kpk | @/thatgirlupstairs |
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lies-unfurl · 7 months ago
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springtime in theatre, old and new
image descriptions (see captions for shows):
1: HADES It’s almost spring. We’ll try again next fall 2: Even in the spring of love, thy love-springs rot? Shall love, in building, grow so ruinous? 3: And so, I wait. The swallow brings A song of what's to follow-- The glory of the spring. 4: No certain sign of approaching winter they knew, no harbinger of flowering spring or fruitful summer; 5: Amsterdam, spring sunshine... Amsterdam, spring sunshine... ahhh,ahhh... 6: The jolly spring season is tempting me out To dance on the meadow-clover 7. NADIA Spring, a time for love, a time for two A time when lovers start to coo Spring can lick me
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windingnumbers-unwind · 6 months ago
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My dream gets obtuse —
Here is not exactly here There's no end to it.
[Found poetry: John Ashbery - "Poem in Three Parts" ; Ruth Stone - "Good Advice" ; Catherine Barnett - "The Game of Boxes" (Composed using my photos and a photo shared with me by my dear friend Ana.)]
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tired-pinetree · 8 months ago
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what’s better than a found poem? a found poem inspired by portal 2 (aka, the best game of all time) and glados (aka, the love of my life)
Image description: a poem made from words and phrases of clipped from newspapers and magazines on a dark blue background. Transcription of poem is:
Life is short...or maybe not.
Launching on a beam of light
The body’s master switch
Quantum computing vital signs
Martyr to science--a truly conscious machine
Precision and Delirium
Think of the process as virtualizing the brain.
Corporate blind descent
Twisted thinking
Real world learning
WARNING: Scientists clock the speed of thought, and discover why faster is not always better.
[line break of narrow golden rectangle]
“She needs restraints”
NO [gold background]
Transform the brain by factory control
HELP [gold background]
[a series of 4 gold rectangles which get shorter, narrower, and farther apart as they descend to a thin, long gold line, reminiscent of a machine shutting down]
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shanlizpoeming2021 · 3 days ago
Day 19 — “Predictions”
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Found poem. Source: Grisham, John. The King of Torts. London, England: Arrow Books, 2003. 117-120. Print.
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ekathepoeming2021 · 9 days ago
October 13: I Walk in Real Time to the Gates
I Walk in Real Time to the Gates
I was a machine, days inside, and
every word I hid in the floor might
stretch into you, fetch a world alone.
This is a found poem. Source material: Grisham, John. Theodore Boone, Kid Lawyer. Puffin, 2011. 96-104. Print.
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fictionlesbian · 5 months ago
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biblical blackout poetry // romans 1: 18-32
poem transcript: from heaven the truth may be known because God has made it plain since the creation of the world—divine nature has been made, / for God gave glory to mortal human beings. / God gave them the desires of their hearts for their bodies with one another. they worshiped and served created things—forever praised. / God gave them lusts. women were inflamed with lust for one another and received in themselves / the knowledge of God. they do what ought to be done. they murder strife and malice. they hate evil; they understand love, mercy. they know God’s righteous decree. they continue to do these things.
[ID: two images that depict the same text. in the first image, chunks of text are selectively blacked out. the full text reads:
Romans 1: 18-32
The wrath of God is being revealed from heaven against all the godlessness and wickedness of people, who suppress the truth by their wickedness, since what may be known about God is plain to them, because God has made it plain to them. For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities — his eternal power and divine nature — have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse.
For although they knew God, they neither glorified him as God nor gave thanks to him, but their thinking became futile and their foolish hearts were darkened. Although they claimed to be wise, they became fools and exchanged the glory of the immortal God for images made to look like a mortal human being and birds and animals and reptiles.
Therefore God gave them over in the sinful desires of their hearts to sexual impurity for the degrading of their bodies with one another. They exchanged the truth about God for a lie, and worshiped and served created things rather than the Creator — who is forever praised. Amen.
Because of this, God gave them over to shameful lusts. Even their women exchanged natural sexual relations for unnatural ones. In the same way the men also abandoned natural relations with women and were inflamed with lust for one another. Men committed shameful acts with other men, and received in themselves the due penalty for their error.
Furthermore, just as they did not think it worthwhile to retain the knowledge of God, so God gave them over to a depraved mind, so that they do what ought not to be done. They have become filled with every kind of wickedness, evil, greed and depravity. They are full of envy, murder, strife, deceit and malice. They are gossips, slanderers, God-haters, insolent, arrogant and boastful; they invent ways of doing evil; they disobey their parents; they have no understanding, no fidelity, no love, no mercy. Although they know God’s righteous decree that those who do such things deserve death, they not only continue to do these very things but also approve of those who practice them.
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headspace-hotel · 10 months ago
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“Black Hole,” poem assembled from quotations from Wikipedia articles
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divorced-in-rhyme · 16 days ago
October 6: you never said you were nice
you attack at the slightest opening,
as if marriage was
fingernails on a scoreboard.
Grisham, John. The Associate. pg 254-255
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Lunch Arsenal
I had the right to eat without feeling guilty
Nibbling nonstop around the edges like a mouse
With a ferocious appetite for detail and news
Food was losing its importance for me
The warmth and feel of food in the mouth
Families eating and laughing enjoying the warmth
To eat and chat as if everything is fine
At a folding table with street people at our elbows
At a hospital cafeteria for a romantic lunch
At a safe cookie cutter restaurant in the suburbs
At his desk for sandwiches and bad coffee
At 5:30 cereal yesterday’s stale donuts last night’s dinner
A two gallon jug of peanut butter a switchblade under the table
Colored spaghetti like wires coiled against his chest
Pouring soup into plastic bowls was an art, lunch an arsenal
remix poem source:
Grisham, John. The Street Lawyer: A Novel. Kindle ed. Dell, Reprint edition 2010pp. 3-4, 25, 30, 35, 42, 61-67, 88, 95, 127, 223, 230, 270, 311
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redroosted · 9 days ago
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Day 13: The Roost Bar
Source Text: Grisham, John. The Rooster Bar. Double Day, 2017. page 155.
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October 1: Brewing Bogey
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The enormity of a quiet bottle held darkness laughing at the idea of life
A blackout poem culled out from The Broker (pg.2) by John Grisham.
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semporina · 2 months ago
a bisexual mess
pretty girl
funny boy
one makes me smile
the other also makes me smile
she’s unattainable
out of reach
he’s not my type
yet he brings joy
so much joy
why am i such a mess
neither are as fucked up as me
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severalspoons · 7 months ago
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Found poem, picked out of words from the fanfic "Suez Canal Shores, Greek Gods and Memes" by Dancinginthesilverglow on AO3
Olympians in the Suez Canal by severalspoons
Greek gods dancing in the silver glow,
Olympians, Apollo and Hermes, ever a t war,
n o solace.
Snakes fight Ares, again, and kick his ass.
Swordfighting (freeform), breaking the fourth wall, affection to be added;
the author regrets nothing.
The warship lurking in the back belongs to Ares.
This is a disaster. A complete faming heap of landfill-sized disaster
that will probably haunt him for the rest of his life.
Look, you'll have to do better than that,
my son,
defeat global capitalism.
Apollo looked smug,
as if to say,
his children made better memes.
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April 13: river flows in you
wanting to talk to him
and be heard
the first memories at an early age
he won’t ever know
because he’s gone
my happiness ruined
life is a fucking lie
years of therapy a symmetry
apprehensive suicide
found poem with text from Harris, Thomas. The Silence of the Lambs. Pg 59-62
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shanlizpoeming2021 · 11 days ago
Day 12 — “Fool”
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Found poem. Source: Grisham, John. The King of Torts. London, England: Arrow Books, 2003. 58-60. Print.
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ekathepoeming2021 · 18 days ago
October 4: Friend, I Squeezed Art from the Wall
Friend, I Squeezed Art from the Wall
So bare and human, no one saw me
cut along a hopeless minute in
the smoke, just expanding, door open.
This is a found poem. Source material: Grisham, John. Theodore Boone, Kid Lawyer. Puffin, 2011. 25-32. Print.
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pomegranate-ink-stain · 12 months ago
October 23: ‘I am gone though I am here’ said dear Lady Disdain
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I was so miserable
my depression bare.
Then I’d found Shakespeare;
a small thing,
but it was something.
found poem with text from Harris, Charlaine. Shakespeare’s Champion. pg. 168
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