Welcome to Day 2 of the November Open Write. If you have written with us before, welcome back. If you are joining us for the first time, you are in the kind, capable hands of today’s host, so just read the prompt below and then, when you are ready, write in the comment section below. We do ask that if you write, in the spirit of reciprocity, you respond to three or more writers. To learn more about the Open Write, click here.
Our Hosts
Kim Johnson, Ed.D., lives in Williamson, Georgia, where she serves as District Literacy Specialist for Pike County Schools. She enjoys writing, reading, traveling,camping, and spending time with her husband and three rescue schnoodles – Boo Radley (TKAM), Fitz (F. Scott Fitzgerald), and Ollie (Mary Oliver). You can follow her blog, Common Threads: patchwork prose and verse, at www.kimhaynesjohnson.com.
Kyle Vaughn is the author of Calamity Gospel (forthcoming from Cerasus Poetry, 2023), The Alpinist Searches Lonely Places (Belle Point Press, 2022), and Lightning Paths: 75 Poetry Writing Exercises (NCTE Books, 2018), and is the co-author/co-photographer of A New Light in Kalighat (American Councils for International Education, 2013). His poems have appeared in journals such as The Journal, A-Minor, The Boiler, Drunken Boat, Poetry East, Vinyl, the museum of americana (2022 Best of the Net nomination), and The Shore (2021 Pushcart Prize nomination). He teaches English and is the Director of the Writing Center at Pulaski Academy in Little Rock, Arkansas. Find him at www.kylevaughn.org / twitter: @krv75 / insta: @kylev75
Inspiration
In his book Lighting Paths: 75 Poetry Writing Exercises, Kyle Vaughn encourages writers to explore the power of a one-word poem. He describes the process of distilling favorite poems or lines down to one word to create one-word poems. Orlando White says, “The process of writing a one–word poem on the page involves playfulness, along with the willingness to take risks with imagination —much like a toddler who scribbles letters for the first time on paper, using the crayon to draw what a word might look like, and creating language outside the boundaries of standard writing.” (Play and Imagination: On the One-Word Poem by… | Poetry Foundation) This form may seem simple, but it could prove to be one of the most challenging forms of poetry we ever write. Let’s try!
Process
The interplay between the title and one word can provide context, illumination, and clarification, emphasizing the importance of title in poetry. The title can be as long as you wish. Write a one-word poem. You may choose to read a favorite poem and then let it simmer down to one distilled word, or you may write one without another poem driving yours. No need for rhyme scheme, either! 🙂
Kim’s Poem
Books, Runways, and Conversations
Portals
Your Turn
Now, scroll to the comment section below to write your own poem. (This is a public space, so you may choose to use only your first name or initials depending on your privacy preferences.) Not ready? That’s okay. Read the poems already posted for more inspiration. Ponder your own throughout the day. Return later. And, if the prompt does not work for you, that is fine. All writing is welcome. Just write something. Also, please be sure to respond to at least three writers. Oh, and a note about drafting: Since we are writing in short bursts, we all understand (and even welcome) the typos and partial poems that remind us we are human and that writing is always becoming. If you’d like to invite other teachers to write with us, tell them to subscribe.
Pounce, attack, fear
Another incredible prompt, Kim! You keep shaking up my brain cells. Thank you for that!
Here is mine:
Walks, Talks, Soul Sharing
Friends
Leilya,
This is perfect!
Clear and beautiful! Lovely words!
Leilya,
Axlovely thought. Happy to call you friend.
Leilya,
It was so fun spending time with you this weekend! It makes your poem even better today. I love “soul sharing” between da.
Kim, thank you for your prompt and portal poem I had the benefit of seeing those portals open this weekend. Some at your hand. Thank you.
My one hashtag poem is based on a heartbreaking tweet by @KevinNadel today…
How Many More Times Will Professor Kevin Nadel Wake Up to Yet Another LGBTQ+ Hate Crime?
#StopKillingUs
Oh, Denise! This is heartbreaking. I heard about this tragedy in my hotel room today. It seems so simple #StopKillingUs, yet hate crimes continue to shake this country. 🙁 Thank you for adding your voice to rediscover hope once again.
So heartbreaking ?
Denise,
? heartbreakingly beautiful.
Kim, there is so much hope and power in your poem today. I think about possibilities for newness with that word portal. Thank you
Reflecting on the Birth of Our Daughter 40 Years Ago Today
Awe
Christine, so beautiful! Yes, that does sound like a moment of reflective awe!
What a great occasion to celebrate! Thank you, Christine. Happy Birthday to your daughter!
Christine,
Perfectly captures a mom’s love for her daughter.
Kim,
What a delightful way to produce synergy between words. I love it, and your poem was the perfect “portal” to guide me into a genre I’ve yet to try.
“Your Adirondack winters must be beautiful!”
Freezing.
Fun! Yes, I think they might have something else to add to that quote if they visited in the middle of winter. Freezing, definitely!
I love the contrast here!
Rhiannon,
Perfect irony in this poem!
“But not forgotten”
Gone
Thanks for the prompt! It’s nice to see you in this space, Kyle!
Laura, this one hits. To see that phrase reversed leaves us with the remaining loss. Chewing on this one. Powerful.
Laura,
I read this a few times and had to resist reading it “gone but not…” and then I noticed the quotes and wondered if the title and the poem were uttered by different speakers. And then, what is thebtone of the one word “Gone”? Is it grief, relief? So much to ponder here.
Peace,
Sarah
Yes, like Rhiannon said, that familiar phrase reversed shows the lingering of the loss. Sad and true.
I know too well what this means. Thank you, Laura. Hugs!
This is such a beautiful challenge! I love your prompt and the poem it inspired for you!
Your hand-written love fuels my scent memories
Recipes
Emily, I know exactly where to find these on the shelf in my living room and how they feel between my fingers. Perfect poem for the holiday season.
Emily, the hyphenated adjective works so well with love, resisting the expected “note” and “fuel” takes on new meaning in the one word “recipe”. Such nourishing in different ways.
I have some handwritten recipes. Your poem title says it all.
Snuggling with Fido in the Prius
carpet
I got this after a little delay, as my dad joke wires were down. I like it. I may steal it for class tomorrow.
Please do!
Wow, this works from so many angles! I, too, needed a few read through before it clicked—love it!
For some reason, “carpet” has for years struck me as the most nonsensical word. Now I’ve written a one-word poem about it!
Kim, at first I thought, “how can a poem be one word?” Then I thought of this:
Social Media Space Junk
musk
—Glenda Funk
November 20, 2022
Glenda, the word “musk” following “junk” is so stinky! Made me crinkle my nose!
LOL. So funny, Glenda! (The Twitterverse is quite “something” as of late, isn’t it?)
Ha! Ever-fitting for an ever-complexing situation. What a world we are in. Thanks for the smile, Glenda!
Ooh! You should post this on… wait, never mind. This is just PERFECT!
Emily,
Great idea. I posted and # the head twit!
Oh Glenda, I can’t say anything more than perfection. Laughing hard…
Love that you refused to capitalize the m.
This is exactly what “it” is, Glenda! I like the low-case “musk;” that’s how we spell putin these days.
Brilliant, Glenda! I love how it is packed with meaning!
Laughing! Love the double entendre!
I couldn’t help myself, I wrote three again. Thanks for the fun prompt–I wrote about things I love.
Tall, Deep-Voiced, Good Men
Sons
Fluffy, Snuggle-Buddy, Companion
Goldendoodle
Inquisitive, Snarky, Learners
Students
Well done, Cara! I can visualize each of these poems in their own unique ways. Thank you for sharing!
Cara,
Your three are totally YOU!! You love your sons, your doodle, and your snarky students. You were my inspiration for three poems today.
AWWWWW. What a treasure you must be as a teacher! Even though they are like the second set of adjectives, you describe them in the first loving set!
Two-hour window of unscheduled time
Be
Sarah, this is the poem I was trying to write but couldn’t figure out the wording! Thank you for capturing what it means to be present.
So simple, yet so difficult sometimes.
Sarah,
Perfect!
Truth.
This is the wisdom I needed tonight. Thanks, Sarah!
Sarah,
A perfect way to live after the rush of NCTE!
Sarah, what an amazing one word poem. You give so much of yourself. Just giving yourself time is surely a change of pace. Thank you!
Kim, this was so fun and challenging! Your model poem was great, and I liked the idea of boiling down a poem. I took it as an opportunity to revisit “Wild Geese” by Mary Oliver.
The Wild Geese Are Heading Home Again
Family
Rachelle,
What a perfectly autumnal poem! Love it!
Rachelle,
I love how you boiled this poem down to the most important part family.
Rachelle, this is great! I love Mary Oliver’s “Wild Geese.” And you distilled it perfectly! Thanks for this!
Rachelle–This is lovely! You made me think of my dear goslings I’ll get to see this week! Will you be coming home to Iowa for the holiday? xox
Wow, such imagery and power in just one word. I’m moved by this
Thanksgiving After Recovery
Blessed
There are layers here which adds depth to these 4 words. Enjoy thanksgiving, Juliette, and thank you for sharing.
Juliette, your poem tells a affecting story, letting me (reader) come into the spaces between the words, filling in backstory and meaning. Thank you. This moved me.
Juliette,
Happy for your recovery,and a perfect poem for this season.
3 X 2 Grid of Silent Writers
TeachWrite
This is awesome, Juliette. I am so happy to be in one of those cells on that grid!
Oops, Donnetta! Sorry!
The highlight of my writing life. This gets me focused on writing deeply.
A Walk with My Bestie on a Below Freezing Morning
Therapy
Yes. Nature does that.
I took a walk with my Fur-Bestie this crisp, cool morning.
Yes, therapy!!!
Heather,
Walks with a friend is the best therapy, no matter the weather.
Yes! I really love the heart moment here.
Looking at my kids and looking at these headlines got me feeling
helpless.
Yes. Agreed.
Yes, helpless. You make me want to rewrite the headlines for hopeful.
Dave,
It’s almost like you have to do one or the other…Sad that in today’s world it is “these” and it still gets the point across.
May Breeze on Lake Ponchartrain
Yare
Rex, I had to look up yare–quick, lively, agile, according to the world wide web.
I like thinking about how the breeze is doing all these things in May and wonder what the one word would be in November.
Rex, I will add “yare” to my List of Words Rex Taught Me. Petrichor is another 🙂
I love how you continue to stretch us, Kim. The unity of your three things being portals is just perfect.
Four Children Under One Roof All Home from Their Places Around the Country
Contentment
I can’t wait for my kids to be home on Tuesday. This is a heartfelt one word poem.
I feel the same when my daughter comes home, and she lives 3 hours away…total contentment
So happy for you, Susan. Cherish.
Susan,
Such a great feeling. I am blessed my children all live within twenty minutes of me.
My dad would always comment on this, too, when we were all home!! Still does, luckily. Enjoy your time together and thanks for sharing.
I can’t help but respond with an ahhhhh because that’s how I feel when the kids are in the house
Procrastinator’s Diary
Later.
I feel this deeply.
Story of my life.
Heeheehee – love this!
Oh my! This is me! This made me chuckle.
Sometimes…never, sadly. I’ve been in both places more times than I care to admit. Thank you for sharing.
Yes! I am living this word through my students!
So clever!
I’m grinning out loud! You gave me a visceral experience in 3 words!
Shaun,
LOL. Very clever. Snaps for you.
Bright eyes, scrabbling paws, cold nose, warm heart, Itty Bitty
Dog.
Aww! One of my rescue dogs is named Bitty.
This made me smile because I couldn’t help thinking about my Princey-Poo-Poo!! Your words are true for him as well. Although, he is far from Itty Bitty.
Love that Itty Bitty is capitalized and am imagining calls to this pup resonating the halls of a home or in a park and heads turning to see what/who is Itty Bitty.
“Scrabbling paws” was a great sound to bring your pup to life! Sweetness!
Visited the SPCA Yesterday
Millie
Millie
LOVE!
Tugs my heart.
Free Books Taunt My Bum Shoulder, Testing My Limits
Ouch
Mo,
I feel that. I love books, free books even better but having to carry them when my bursitis is acting up NO FUN.
Enjoy your reads.
This made me laugh out loud. But I am sorry about your shoulder. And I wish I were there getting free books. 🙂
Just wait until tomorrow. I thought it was bad the day I carried them. And then my body said, “wait just a minute!” So glad you were able to test your limits on such a fun adventure!
Oh, yes. Just one more book…
Kim, these are the perfect prompts for our current days. I love that they invert themselves in that the title is longer than the piece. I’m searching for more portals now.
What We Be
{poem-ing}
I love making verbs out of nouns. Poem-ing is my favorite thing to do.
Love
Smiles. Smiles. LOVE your choice of bracket rather than parentheses.
Love this
Jennifer,
I feel seen and hugged by your poem.
“[Provide Your Own Title Here]”
Hope.
Kim, I Laughed Out Loud – literally – when the page refreshed and I saw the title of today’s prompt. Going from a one-line poem to a one-word poem was very surprising and struck me as very funny. (I’ll have you know that all day today I’ll be mulling over my poem for tomorrow’s prompt: Write a One-Letter Poem.) So, for today’s prompt, I was going to title it, something like, “Will Set You Free and Has Feathers” or simply “Check under The Lid” but I wanted to make this an interactive poem. The reader supplies her own title (something for which she is hopeful). Now, keep in mind, my idea for this is that it is a “hope” for something after all courses of actions have been completed, meaning, the reader has done everything in her power that she can. When we have done everything we can (since there are so many things “out of our control”), we are just left with one thing: hope.
Lol @ “write a 1 letter poem”!
O
(my One-Letter Poem response to your perfection above)
Big Trees, Growing Glaciers, Clean Air
Hope
Scott, I love your hopeful title. I must admit, I have not done everything in my power to help my hope (yet,) but so much is out of my control. It’s what I thought of today (after a session by Glenda on exploring the environment in literature.) Thanks for the interactive challenge today.
🙂 I love this, Denise!
Denise,
I ❤️ your poem. It honors earth, and I feel honored, too.
Scott,
This makes space for seeing and hearing others. Perfect.
Be-FRIENDS
Awesome
Love the play with “be” as action and prefix!
You noticed! WOW! You are alert.
Anna,
Thank you!!
So awesome.
This made me smile; super clever!
Then, Dave, all the effort it has taken to boil down into one word what this group means to me is worth all the words I had to throw out, but see here in so many other poems,
Take care.
On realizing in mid-November that one of my 9th grade students cannot decode written words
Despair
Oh! I feel this. Deeply.
Amanda,
This hits home for me. For years I work with many students who were struggling to read and lucky they were able to turn it around.
I feel this. Sigh!
Absolutely. When you know the power of words, you want to share it with your students and wonder how someone could slip through the cracks.
Amanda,
Ih, no! Then I thought how lucky this student is to have you by him w/ a safety not.
Kim,
Thank you for another prompt that eases me into Open Write. I aim to spend some of my time off this week inside of PORTALS!
Never Underestimate the Power of Your Pen
Write!
?️ ✍?
©Stacey L. Joy, November 20, 2022
Yes! Write! Thanks for this little nudge to share my poem this month. Most months I just read the prompt & write in my journal…
Perfect! This reminds me of a song by Beck, who states “ you can’t write if you can’t relate!”
Oh, the power! Write, write, write.
Stacey, in tandem, your eight words hit home.
This is a perfect mantra for a writer. I will write.
Oh, yes. Love the absolute “never” and believe it deeply. And that pronoun “your” is such a personal call to act.
I adore this, Stacey! Write and never underestimate the power of your ideas, your voice!
Stacey, love this and the emojis! I bet your students will love this form!
Appointments, on-time, when?
Waiting
Urgh! And the time always moves that much more slowly.
Susan, “waiting” says it all.
Right!! That’s why I strive to keep parent conferences on schedule because I never want to keep people waiting. I wonder why it can’t be that way all the time no matter where we go.
Thanks, Susan!
Isn’t this THE TRUTH!!
Hot chocolate, Warm blanket, Good book
Relaxation
Kim, I’m really loving the short poems. I’m participating in the Writer’s Digest November Poem a Day challenge and I plan to keep going into December. These short forms will be good to fall back on when days get hectic. And, maybe for the day or two (or three) I missed this month.
Oh, yes. The title & poem speak to me. How I long for that!
Oh, so looking forward to these days!
Jennifer, you know exactly what I need! ?
Jennifer, this is what I long for this Thanksgiving break. Three great things equate to a few peaceful moments. I just really hope it comes to fruition.
Quest for growth, devotion, family
Perennial
I love the blossoming and the repetition in this word.
Stefani, yes, this time of year seems particularly important to reconnect with family and ourselves. Beautiful!
While I was at the computer reading all the responses, our text group started up with messages of goodbye and warm sharing. I feel Kevin’s “Connectedness” and also liked that he made it into an image, so I played with that. Thanks, Kim for this thoughtful exercise of true brevity and clarity.
I think image design can play a role in how a single word becomes a poem … placement on the screen, use of fonts and colors, and what might become visualized.
100% agreed. I may need to go play in Canva for this one.
I like this idea. Am already playing with this in my mind.
Fabulous, Margaret! Succinct in words and truth!
Anticipating the Next Time We Meet
Hope
Barb Edler
20 November 2022
Kim, love this poetry challenge. Thank you for your generosity. I loved meeting you in person and hope we will meet again!
Barb, it was so nice to meet you and hear your voice. Now I can imagine you reading this. I’m feeling a strong sense of Hope that we will be together again.
Love this Barb, a simple word that holds such power. Lovely to connect and co-present with you.
Barb,
Thank you, again, for the bag/book/card and for being so considerate. Until we meet again, HOPE!
Stacey, thank you! I loved meeting you in person and always admire your beautiful spirit and magnificent voice!
So lovely, Barb – I sense celebration and gratitude here as well.
Barb,
We will meet again tomorrow at ALAN. Then I’ll get to work on the proposal for next year.
Thank you, Glenda! Your efforts are deeply appreciated:)
Kim,
Wow a one word poem. This was more challenging than I thought, but so worth it. I could not stop at one
Drip, Strong, Drop, Bold, Drip, Flavorful
Coffee
Laughter, Games, Family, Gifts
Birthdays
Love, Vows, Children, Homes, Joy, Sorrow, Marriage
30-Years
DeAnna, I enjoyed reading all of these, but you’re last one was particularly impactful. Perfect one-word poems!
You had fun with list titles + one word. It created a rhythm. I am especially touched by the last one. 30 years is something to celebrate!
DeAnna, I appreciate your multiple poems/stanzas here. Your first one should be an art piece hung up in a kitchen. Thank you for sharing.
DeAnna, you just showed us how fun and enticing this is. Reminds me of the Lays slogan, you can eat just one. But in this case, you can’t write just one. I love them all! Thank you for sharing!
DeAnna, powerful poems. I love that you did more than one 🙂 Your second poem reminds me of the bliss of being a kid at my own birthday party and all the excitement that comes with it.
DeAnna,
These are three things that are so intrinsically you! Nice job–love it!
Ok Kim and Kyle, this was definitely a little more challenging than yesterday, but I’m thankful for the limitless number of words of the title. I do love your poem Kim. It reminds me of this: I was in a 3-Day virtual Science of Reading training and we had to define words without using the word. “Runway” was one of the words. (I don’t know how I remembered that, lol.)
Here’s mine!
Bored Children, Anxious Thoughts, and
Fall Cleaning“Throw it all Away” SeasonPandemonium
Jessica,
What a fun poem. I relate to the “Throw it all Away” Season, however for me that tends to be in the Spring. I can feel the anxiousness of your pandemonium. Thanks for sharing.
Spring came and went DeAnna, and I can’t really remember what it was that I was hyper focusing on then, but it definitely wasn’t cleaning, lol. Thank you for your words!
Oh you have me laughing here, Jessica, your cross-out words were delightful. Yes, I need to do the same. Let the pandemonium reign:)
Thank you Barb, I thought of that last minute and it so describes how I feel. I’m grateful that even I have a nice long break, there will still be things to occupy our time.
What a great word to play with. The sounds are fun to say.
Thank you so much Margaret. Pandemonium is a word I rarely use, so I’m surprised it came to me so easily.
Jessica, ha, love the strikethrough effect and the connection/potential of “bored children” and “pandemonium”! Thank you for sharing today.
Stefani, that was my mood because as I look around my house, I have so much I just went to chunk. Baby steps though. Thank you for your words!
Hi Jessica! I love what you created and the strike-through speaks just as loudly as the pandemonium!
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This is a great word full of meaning. Pandemonium! You describe the season exactly.
Pandemonium! What a great word! And I love the playfulness of the crossed out Fall Cleaning
Crash Into Me, Mind Body and Heart
Syzygy
Wendy, that’s a new one – I had to look it up, and then I grasped the perfect title connection! You opened a new realm of meaning with this one today! Wowza!
Wendy,
Wonderful word choice. Thank you for stretching my understanding of syzygy.
Wendy, now this word is a keeper! Fantastic title, too!
Looked it up and – oh! – perfection!
Wendy, I love the alignment you create between mind, body, and heart. I learned a new term – “syzygy,” and this tiny poem opens up some serious philosophical discussions.
I love how I learn new vocabulary here! Thank you so much for your poem Wendy. It remind me of how “out of alignment” I really am. Thank you for sharing!
So much energy here!
Kim— these tiny poems are a wonderful challenge! Thank you!
7 AM, Warm Blanket, Two Small Dogs, a Cat
lap-full
A beautiful picture on a chilly morning!
OMG. Move over! I want to be there! A joyous lap-full, it seems to me! Thank you, Gayle!
Gayle, the perfect start to the Thanksgiving week – the love of our dogs and cats, the warmth of a blanket, the togetherness. Blessings!
Yes!! Blanket, one small dog in and knitting. Love your poem. Thanks for sharing.
Gayle, what a beautiful image; so warm and cozy! Wonderful one word poem.
I can imagine your full lap. How do you have hands to type? Pet, pet, pet, Type…
Awwww!! ?
A lap-full and heart full of love!
Such a great prompt as I sit in a Georgia oak this morning, allowing my portals to flow in and out of nearby loblollies.
Thank you ?
The Outlandish Walk
Feat
I feel I’ve read a novel in four words…
Love the wordplay. <3
Beautifully done and witty!
I have the image in my mind. As the crow flies, there are a few miles between your trees and ours. As the words read, it’s all right here. Perfect wordplay and I can hear the rustle of the leaves, trees in conversation. Well done!
Boxer, I had to laugh as recently, I could totally relate to this Feat.
Kim, in five words you capture your love of reading, traveling, and repartee…always, always, your verse quivers with energy! Portals – yes – moving from place to another, discovering, with a sense of expectancy and an element of surprise … maybe even magic…all this in five little words! Pow! It is perfect.
I am not nearly as concise today…
Of Stars, Songs, Baby Granddaughters Learning to Talk, and the Devotion in a Dog’s Eyes
Infinity
Fran, your title and one word relationship remind me of something Tommy Orange said at NCTE when he was the keynote speaker in Baltimore a few years back: the more specific your writing, the more universal. It struck me….like….wait, what?!?! I had to stop and think. I come back to that nugget of truth, that paradox, often. It’s what you’ve done here the way you always manage to come alongside the reader like a close friend whispering a common shared understanding. I see yesterday’s poem in today’s and I see tomorrow’s, too. I see Dennis, Boo Radley, Fitz, and Ollie (and a would-have-been Blue Radley) all snuggled up under a Christmas tree, listening to a sweet little girl sing Away in a Manger. You have waved your wand of a pen to create such magic today. In a word.
All the best things in one word, one world…
Love it. This one had all the feels. <3
Love your title, Fran! Perfect one-word poem!
I’m away from home and enjoying all the connections and new experiences, but I am missing the joy of your small poem. Coming soon!
I love you title and the words “Devotion in a Dog’s Eyes.
The love seen in those eyes is infinite.
You always have a magical way of creating such profound images for me in your poetry. I love this! I am enjoying watching my only great niece learn to talk. So much fun!
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You do a great job of covering the bases here. Something will trip the emotional connection. For me it was the dog’s eyes.
Cool! I went looking for inspiration related to a different poem form and came across these at the Poetry Foundation.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/58251/30-one-liners
Linda, thank you for sharing these. I especially love the last one – company – with this holiday week in mind. Country is perhaps my favorite in this list. It’s home. I also love Alaska, but I would choose the word warm over cold if it were my one-liner, as the rugged terrain keeps me mesmerized when I visit there – the eagles, the whales, the warmth of the inside fires in stark contrast to the elements (very hygge). Have you read Kristin Hannah’s book The Great Alone? It’s set in Alaska, and I love Large Marge’s witty one-liner about a woman’s chances for finding a mate in Alaska: the odds are good, but the goods are odd. I’m always looking for new forms! Thank you again for sharing!
Thanks for this, Linda – it’s wonderful!
These were neat!
These were very helpful, Linda. Thanks for sharing the one-liners.
Tomorrow will be the Outline Only Poem prompt, I predict.
🙂
Kevin
An Online World of the Possible
Connect
ed
ness
Kevin, I always like the way your mind works and thinks, with predictions and with writing. Ever the creative poet, your way of breaking apart one word into three lines is Kevin style at its best! The graphic adds a rich dimension to the concept – – even in, and perhaps especially in brokenness, there is connect/ed/ness. You wordsmith genius, you!
Thank you, Kim, and I am mulling on the idea of “brokeness” and “connectedness”
Very Innovative, how you combined our modern world into a simple mindset
Always in awe of your artistry, Kevin – and I love how the online world of the possible (and so much more possibility) depends on connectedness.
Thank you, Fran, and here we all are: connected.
This one hits home with me. My kids are attending an anime con in NYC and have joyously met a “virtual” peer for the first time. They’re having a blast, despite my Gen X feeling that this is a weird way to meet new friends…but this is their world and their connectedness.
I suspect there will also be that moment of excitement when a virtual friend is met in physical space. Anime Con sounds fun.
Kevin
Kevin,
Enjoyed your art work and poetry this morning. Thank you for sharing.
Kevin, At NCTE we heard Nic Stone speak about self-love as the way to save us from racism, prejudice, etc., but I feel it’s this very word: connectedness. If we don’t notice how we are all connected, we will never heal. Thanks for the visual that makes me a bit dizzy.
Kevin,
I love the paradox you capture, and what seems to me to be a deep sense of sarcasm…The graphic takes it in a direction that even the broken word can’t.
Hi Kevin! I think the poet Franz Wright actually has a no-word poem but I can’t remember what it is at the moment.
I love the playfulness of form here—you’ve actually inspired me to challenge students to try breaking up a word for a particular effect. Great!