RECAP: PLAY + WRITE + MIX WORKSHOPS
October 9, 2014, St. Francis Auditorium, New Mexico Museum of Art
Elizabeth Jacobson writes:
This workshop employs phone texting to create compact, immediate and spontaneous collaborative poetry. Taking inspiration from Pablo Neruda’s Book of Questions, and a few other poets, we will write our own questions and responses. Next, from the work generated by this exercise, we will partner up and use texting to create collaborative poems.
My daughter and I were reading The Book of Questions together, and communicating about it one night via text messages. We started to create our own lines back and forth in response to our conversation, which culminated in writing some short poems. We used texting as the sole construction method, which we both found completely inspiring and interesting!
October 9, 2014, St. Francis Auditorium, New Mexico Museum of Art
Elizabeth Jacobson writes:
This workshop employs phone texting to create compact, immediate and spontaneous collaborative poetry. Taking inspiration from Pablo Neruda’s Book of Questions, and a few other poets, we will write our own questions and responses. Next, from the work generated by this exercise, we will partner up and use texting to create collaborative poems.
My daughter and I were reading The Book of Questions together, and communicating about it one night via text messages. We started to create our own lines back and forth in response to our conversation, which culminated in writing some short poems. We used texting as the sole construction method, which we both found completely inspiring and interesting!
Workshop participant Lonnie Rankin writes:
Text a line. Get a line back. Line by line, a poem is born. Elizabeth Jacobson’s Poetry Texting workshop introduced a brilliantly innovative way to bring poetry into everyday life. Something we definitely need more of. Loved it!
Can you catch a fish in a net of sunlight?
Only when wandering the mountains at night,
stepping cautiously over streams of tears.
Where is the wall when you need nothing to look at?
What is the thing that never changes?
Wind pushing the world before it.
That place, my seed, born as a sprout.
Grass lying down beneath the doe.
~ Lonnie Rankin and Elizabeth Jacobson
Who organized the committee of exits?
Is someone always trying to flee their situation?
Or are situations large birds who prefer anyplace but here?
How many sizes do birds come in anyway?
I'm not sure. You might have to ask the google bird.
I think it's flown off to find the exit ramp.
So then are all my regrets planted on this continent?
If that's so, are they then in-continent?
That's between a laugh and a sigh like leaving a body you love
to fend for itself.
A body in motion tends to fend for itself.
~ Margaret Lubalin and Joan Logghe
Text a line. Get a line back. Line by line, a poem is born. Elizabeth Jacobson’s Poetry Texting workshop introduced a brilliantly innovative way to bring poetry into everyday life. Something we definitely need more of. Loved it!
Can you catch a fish in a net of sunlight?
Only when wandering the mountains at night,
stepping cautiously over streams of tears.
Where is the wall when you need nothing to look at?
What is the thing that never changes?
Wind pushing the world before it.
That place, my seed, born as a sprout.
Grass lying down beneath the doe.
~ Lonnie Rankin and Elizabeth Jacobson
Who organized the committee of exits?
Is someone always trying to flee their situation?
Or are situations large birds who prefer anyplace but here?
How many sizes do birds come in anyway?
I'm not sure. You might have to ask the google bird.
I think it's flown off to find the exit ramp.
So then are all my regrets planted on this continent?
If that's so, are they then in-continent?
That's between a laugh and a sigh like leaving a body you love
to fend for itself.
A body in motion tends to fend for itself.
~ Margaret Lubalin and Joan Logghe
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