I went out to a writers’ cafe last night and did some blackout poetry. (Also called redacted/erasure poetry.)
It was super fun!
I worked on maybe six or seven pieces. When I started, I was looking at what each piece of prose was telling me, but once I got going, I felt like I was telling something of me, using the words from the texts as a vehicle.
And a thread seemed to develop too, which was interesting. And a tone. (Imperative, as it goes.)
Doing blackout poetry can be an interesting exercise in seeing where your mind takes you and, even though you’re limited to the words that are already in front of you, it’s still possible to find your voice.
Have you been to any creative writing groups recently? What did you do?
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