There is something lovely about sitting in the grainy light of dusk and scribbling poetry in one’s notebook, then sipping some fizzy fruit juice and tracing the gorgeous pictures in one’s 1945 copy of John James Audubon’s Birds of America.
That was Wednesday evening. I sat and stared at empty pages, wrenching my brain to see if every drop of creativity had been squeezed out already.
I found there was a few drips left.
I love found poetry because it exercises my imagination within boundaries and bends my assumed picture of The Creative Process.
I discovered this sticker collection earlier this year when I was running out of things to send to pen-pals in that month I figured handwritten quotes and small art things were not enough, and I knew it was the perfect thing to cut into small squares and share with friends.
It’s just a sticker pad of phrases and words and numbers in antique typography a lot like those magnet poetry tins I see around, littering desks, books, and fridges. Or like the little clippings of words I cut out of my magazines and advertisements in hopes to find something hidden that was meant – suspended in space and waiting – just for me. The power tingles weakly in my finger tips. Something that hums where is your imagination?
Sometimes I’m to weary to funnel what I don’t understand. Sometimes I’m too tired to create. But I can still look and find.
It is at least something, and it is somewhere to start.
Found poetry is a good oiling of rusty parts.
I should try to find poetry more often. I forget that one can do that. (Even though you keep reminding me with your peculiarly poetical posts.) These are gold.
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One can do a lot with a little effort and a bucket of words.
Like apparently writing peculiarly poetical posts.
I’m glad you think so. ❤
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everything about this post is perfect <33
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Awwww (((:
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I’m absolutely in love with that first one
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Okay I love these so much
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The first vibes on that Wednesday = perfection
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Where did you get the sticky pad??????
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The good ole lobby of hobbies. 😉
Though apparently you can find it on the Amazon (not-river). It’s called “Clippings Sticker Book” from “Idea-ology”
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Lolol thank youuuu
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No problem at all, enjoy!! (((:
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evelyn
how
how do you write such words of simple beauty and authenticity
i love this
❤️❤️❤️
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(ALSO, you have 1945 copy of John James Audubon’s Birds of America???!!! *hyperventilates*)
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eden
❤ ❤ ❤
(YES)
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I adore this
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also
*whispers* do you wanna be my pen pal? (and I forbid you to feel bad if you decline. ;))
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uhhh
I WOULD LOVE TO
… but realistically I have had to say a little farewell to most of my penpals with the close of the summer.
*sighs*
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Ahhhh my dear. I get it. Keeping up with tons of pen pals is quite challenging sometimes, not matter how fun it is. Especially with school, lol.
But thank youuu anyway. ❤ ❤
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Yeah. 😔
Getting a job knocks a lot of time management things off balance too 🙄😆
Thanks for understanding!! ❤️❤️
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Your comment made me so excited and then I realized I couldn’t and then I felt sad XD
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Ooh, I love all of these. ❤ I've done a bit of blackout poetry before, but never this kind of found poetry. This makes me want to try 🙂
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I’m glad!
Blackout poetry is really fun and this kind of found poetry is very similar. You should definitely try it! (:
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Your Birds of America mention reminded me of some posts about birds you mights like?? :))
https://kottke.org/19/05/pulling-birds-from-the-sky
https://kottke.org/19/11/ornitographies-time-merged-images-of-the-paths-of-birds-through-the-sky
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Wow
Those are *so* cool
Just
wow
!!
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