Napo 9: Pandemic Poetry
Today's prompt was to write concrete poetry. I'm going to be completely honest here and say that I hate concrete poetry. I think most concrete poems are gimmicks. A poem should be able to stand on its own without fancy textual effects. If a poem can do that, then I suppose you can play with the arrangement, but if poetry is an oral art, you wouldn't be able to "hear" the arrangement. So meh. But maybe poetry is becoming less of an oral art and more of a visual one. I also suppose I'm contradicting myself because lately, I've been experimenting with creating little poetry graphics, as you've probably noticed.
At any rate, I didn't write a concrete poem today. Instead, I read Halpern's poem "Pandemania" from the Poetry Foundation's poem of the day, and it felt strangely resonant. I decided today would be a good day to write my virus-as-a-spring-flower poem that I've been mulling over, and I used Halpern's poem as a kind of inspiration. So, here it is:
As a writer, I've been feeling a little isolated lately, as I'm sure we all are. So, when my friends from The Sphere started a Youtube channel for formalist poetry, I thought I'd contribute to their virtual poetry reading of sorts. Who knows when we poets will be able to go to another actual poetry reading? Hopefully soon. It's one of the things I miss most about social distancing.