Poetry Month is over, but I am so not over poetry. Words! Images! Thoughts! Music! I didn’t always love poetry, and there is a LOT of poetry that I don’t understand at all (and also some that I don’t really much care for), but there is also a lot of poetry that I find accessible and beautiful and thought-provoking.
This month, I read poetry by Pamela Porter (and a tidbit-per-day of Yeats, thanks to my mom’s #poetrymonth posts), and I read two novels-in-verse (Leslea Newman’s October Mourning and Thanhha Lai’s Inside Out & Back Again). Also, some of the Psalms.
Writing-wise, I took on the fun challenge of creating a mini-poem every day using mostly “less formal” styles of poetry. Here’s what I came up with:
- 10 book-spine poems
- 5 Fibonacci poems (“Fibs”)
- 6 newspaper-blackout poems
- 2 tanka
- 3 haiku
- 1 syllabic verse poem
- 2 free verse poems
- 1 ransom note (maybe not an official poetry form, but hey, it was playing with words, so I figure it counts!)
Thirty mini-poems in thirty days. Clearly, I had fun with the book spine poems — ten of them! And the newspaper blackouts were fun, too. Really, they were all fun, because playing with words is fun. (If you’re a writer, you’re probably thinking I know, right?! and if you’re not a writer, you’re probably thinking I always knew Shari was a little strange. )
Here are a few of my favourites from the month:
Did you read any poems in April? Did you write any?
Wishing you fun with words…😉