Saturday, December 16, 2006
Found Poem
A few months ago at one of my writers group meetings, we did an activity that led to the finding of a found poem. There were only two of us at the meeting, so we couldn't see what everyone else would've come up with. The activity involved taking a couple of photocopied pages from a novel and crossing out the vast majority of the words on the pages, keeping only that which struck our fancy. I wasn't very good at the activity, as I had trouble wrapping my head around the thing, but here's what I came up with that was keepable:
"A moment grasped is the seed that is always left over."
"A moment grasped is the seed that is always left over."
