The future used to be so fucking cool…
Sunday morning 5 x 5
I got off to a weirdly early start this morning—including checking the Poetry Marathon website for interesting prompts that came after hour 12. The hour 17 prompt (basically the same as the hour 4 prompt, but with different photos—I chose this one by Wei Ding), combined with the Paddy McAloon/Prefab Sprout song ‘I Trawl the Megahertz’, inspired this poem.
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
The Poetry Marathon and Great Shampoo Hunt of 2019 are both completed. Let the rejoicing begin!
Love,
Kevin
(23 June 2019)
2019 Poetry Marathon, Hour Twelve: We forged on…
My Hour 12 poem—and that’s a wrap. The prompt was to do an erasure poem, so I went to the photograph I’d taken a few weeks back of p. 143 from Cosey Fanni Tutti’s art sex music (Faber & Faber, 2017):
2019 Poetry Marathon, Hour Eleven: Dear Kevin who likes to take shortcuts sometimes
My Hour 11 poem. The prompt was to write a poem in the form of a letter to a past self. I knew exactly which one to pick…
2019 Poetry Marathon, Hour Ten: After breakfast
My Hour 10 poem. The prompt was to use at least five of the following words:
canteen – dock – fir – hush – moonbeam – shelf – damn – coffee – concrete – fog
2019 Poetry Marathon, Hour Nine: The mortgaged heart
My Hour 9 poem.
2019 Poetry Marathon, Hour Eight: Sevenling (Two directions)
My Hour 8 poem.
2019 Poetry Marathon, Hour Seven: Interlude
My Hour 7 poem. Inspired by this piece of music I recorded back in March:
2019 Poetry Marathon, Hour Six: Welcome to my little corner of the world
My Hour 6 poem. Back on track. Continue reading
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