Saturday, March 31, 2018

Stone Soup Croutons, 2-29-18, The Gasp of Old News

Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions butchered picked up from poems overheard from Stone Soup's open mic readers and features. I figure out a title (and sometimes the rest of the poem) later. You can read the other ones I've done since 2015 here. To paraphrase Lorne Michaels, this poem doesn't go up because it's ready, it goes up because it's Friday morning afternoon evening  Saturday morning afternoon DAMMIT!

On Thursday, the Stone Soup Stagecoach made a stop at Harvard University thanks to Melissa Castillo-Garsow, Robinson Hall was a little off the beaten bath, but we were joined by Michael Igo and at least had a round robin between the three of us, including Melissa reading from There Are More Beautiful Things Than Beyonce by Morgan Parker, which made me think of "The Breathing, The Endless News" by Rita Dove. Mix, shake, make stuff up (i.e. I know nothing about chameleons and didn't look them up), and you have the poem for yesterday today DAMMIT!

The Gasp of Old News

Poets and chameleon's need air
and space to change and learn.

Isolated, under cover, both turn
charcoal, assess misanthropy,

weigh over grudges and mercies,
find both were equal weight

and brought us down quicker,
waiting for another imperfect savior

in crystal colors, a contact faith healing.
make us translucent, before we turn again.

Pictures of the participants is all the set list we need this week.

Special thanks to Melissa Castillo-Garsow and Michael Igoe.

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