8:51 a.m. — Atlanta
listening to Up On Cripple Creek by The Band
Hi, everyone. All is well, I hope. The found poetry is still being worked on. It’s a good thing I didn’t have it as one of the exercises for while I was away. We will, therefore, shift the final week of August’s image prompt to this week. Oh, yes? I heard the rustling. I see everyone bright-eyed. I know you. You love images. Wait until you see the one I found. More accurately, my younger brother found it. He is a treasure trove of such things.
Here is what his email said, before I looked at the photograph — read it before clicking on the link:
‘This has got to be one of the creepiest photos I’ve ever seen…
Welcome to Miyake-jima, where all 3,600 residents (and visiting tourists)
must carry masks at all times because of the high levels of poisonous gas
continuously leaking from their local volcano! Strangely enough, the
island is officially a part of Tokyo and served as the Devil’s Island of
the Edo Period…’
Me again. I adore the photograph. If you look closely, you will note evidence of the time period when it was taken. Can you picture the scene? The sensibility that would come up with the idea to do this? The conversations?
For me, that’s the fun way to go, speaking in the voice of the photographer, or the Director of the photograph, or one of the participants, or a conversation amongst the participants. The question you need to answer before you start, is whether you want to write something that is accompanied by the photograph, which will allow you greater freedom with what you won’t have to say; or, to write a stand alone poem. The haibun form might work well with this.
I shall see you Thursday for links and things; Friday for the prompt round-up; and next Tuesday for found poetry… really.
Happy writing, all.