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| Blinding |
I write the sun
so brightly
it comes with
the faintest of smiles
like a fairy tale
blinding
she rises
I cannot restrain
her shouting across
the snow
so bright and fine
A note on form: Blackout poetry...Erasure poetry...Redacted poetry...by whatever name you wish to call it.... The above construction is formed by taking an already existing piece of work (whether from a book or newspaper or any other written entity) and removing words until you are left with something that hopefully makes sense.
About this series: My goal is to challenge myself to unearth some semblance of sense through the use of blackout/erasure poetry.
Attribution: Blackout Poetry unearthed from a page in Lee Smith’s novel, Oral History.
8 comments:
writing the sun so bright
cant nothing hide in that kinda light...the second part adds a bit of a story to it as well...wonder what she is shouting about...
This poem warms me here, as I sit with my cloudy sunless sky. Nice.
I love this practice and this one is so good.
You really have a gift for these. Nice work.
What a lovely found poem ~ I appreciate the process as I find this very challenging to do ~ I prefer the sun's blinding smile than snow ~
amazing impact!!
The setting seems so peaceful . . . and then then unrestrained shouting. Another excellent blackout poem!
I love those .. you create excellent images here...
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