We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program to Reflect on the Lost Art of Memorizing Things

I have embarked on a memorization kick. Specifically, I am memorizing some of my favorite poems, shooting a recitation of those poems with my stupid smart phone, employing my new wireless condenser microphones from Audigo for superior sound, and then posting these little recitation movies to Instagram and Facebook. To date, I have recorded fiveContinue reading “We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program to Reflect on the Lost Art of Memorizing Things”

A Journal of the Plague Year: #10

Are we having fun yet? That, in case there was any confusion, is a rhetorical question. We are not having fun on this Friday of Spring Break, 2020, the year of our plague. Are we bored? Some of us are bored. You know what they say, though? Whoever “they” are, I am told that theyContinue reading “A Journal of the Plague Year: #10”

#281: Gin

Today, from napowrimo, the suggested prompt is to take a favorite poem and find a very specific, concrete noun in it. After choosing the word, put the original poem away and spend five minutes free-writing associations – other nouns, adjectives, etc. Then use the original word and the results of the free-writing as the building blocks for a new poem. PerhapsContinue reading “#281: Gin”

#105: Life, Friends, Is A Golden Shovel and So Much Depends Upon (A Corruption and a Correction)

OMG.  The assignment today from NaPoWriMo was to do a clever little thing called a “golden shovel,” wherein you write a poem for which ALL of the ending words for each line of your poem are taken in total from some other famous poem–so that, a person reading your poem could read the original famousContinue reading “#105: Life, Friends, Is A Golden Shovel and So Much Depends Upon (A Corruption and a Correction)”