Wednesday, July 30, 2014
I find it interesting that creating found poetry and black-out poetry have come so easily for me. I enjoy the practice very much of sitting some where alone and cutting out words. Or looking at book pages to see what words call to me. I find it meditative. I take joy in the practice.
But sit me in front of the computer to type some thing more than a few sentences and the words escape me. I have a hard time trying to figure out what to share, how much to share, etc. This might because I'm used to writing long hand in my personal journal and never sharing those words, even this little bit was hand written before I typed it out.