Today's challenge required a little bit of reading and research, but it was well worth it. I am working out of town, so I didn't have as much time as I had hoped. The prompt was to write a cleave poem. It's a unique 3-in-1 poem. Read the bold-faced lines on the left as their own poem. Then read the regular print words as one poem. Then read the whole line as one poem. I find it fascinating. For more about cleave poems, check out this page.
I want to love this place, I hate it here
inhaling the smells I don't recognize
triggering fond memories the lure of place
listen to the language, babble I can't comprehend
understand with my soul why my mother loves
call this city home again
by Marcie Flinchum Atkins
April 14, 2010
Okay cleave, I'll be back again.
Dear M.F. Atkins
ReplyDeleteIf you would like to discuss and workshop cleave poems please come over to:
http://cleavepoetryworkshop.com
I like your work.
Best wishes
Phuoc-Tan Diep