On Saturday I attended a workshop hosted by Boston Poet Laureate Danielle Legros Georges. It was great to be introduced to new poets and meet up with friends like DiDi Delgado and Navah The Buddaphliii.
On top of all that, I got to goof around in class.
Readers of this blog will know I have a penchant for aping William Carlos Williams. It's good practice as a poet, and once in a while I even get my bizarre homages published. Sometimes I look at a poem, often a poem that's long, and I'll see if I can shorten it down to red wheelbarrow size. Below are three such poems I wrote during the workshop, each titled after the workshop attendees whose poems inspired me.
For Martin Rodriguez
so much depends
upon
a ginger
aryan
placed in tape
border
beside the white
heroin.
For Ellen Zellner
this house depends
upon
dad's voice of
ether
tiles of corn
flower
between inside
barriers.
For Lynne Vitti
so much depends
upon
a long black
luger
gazed on strong
suitor
behind the fire
station.
On top of all that, I got to goof around in class.
Readers of this blog will know I have a penchant for aping William Carlos Williams. It's good practice as a poet, and once in a while I even get my bizarre homages published. Sometimes I look at a poem, often a poem that's long, and I'll see if I can shorten it down to red wheelbarrow size. Below are three such poems I wrote during the workshop, each titled after the workshop attendees whose poems inspired me.
For Martin Rodriguez
so much depends
upon
a ginger
aryan
placed in tape
border
beside the white
heroin.
For Ellen Zellner
this house depends
upon
dad's voice of
ether
tiles of corn
flower
between inside
barriers.
For Lynne Vitti
so much depends
upon
a long black
luger
gazed on strong
suitor
behind the fire
station.
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