Hi, all:
I’ve decided, as much as possible, to participate in the remarkable space that is #VerseLove2022, put together by ethicalela.com . Each day in April (National Poetry Month), a prompt is provided by one of the participants. It comes in the form of a mentor text, and then a poem that the day’s facilitator has written based on that text. I need to send a thank you out to Joel Garza (@JoelRGarza) on Twitter for posting that he was going to take part, which sent me off to look at the event. The other expectation is to read other poems that are being written and posted, and give some positive feedback. Let me be clear that this is a humbling experience. The people taking part in this process can write! Among them is Kevin Hodgson, who is one of the people that helped me make the decision to create this blog years ago. (thanks, Kevin).
Please consider coming over and joining in, if that appeals to you. The poems and prompts would also be great to use with a writing class.
Today’s poem is a form which is new to me, called a Cherita. Introduced by Mo Daley, this form is another one that students might really have fun with. It’s basically a 6 line story, with stanzas of 1, 2 and 3 lines. https://www.ethicalela.com/cherita/
This is the inspiration for today’s mini-story (apologies for the pre-tidy-up chaos)
There is such good poetry in the space. I am working on another cherita, inspired by Kevin Hodgson’s poem today about the panicked moments of losing a child in a crowd.
Confessions of a sparkplug 