When our children were young, my friend Jennie and I used to email original poems to each other. It was a way of laughing (instead of crying) over the insaner moments of our stay-home-mom lives.
My favorite of these poems was a beautiful ballad, written by Jennie. It told the story of the sea monkey kit that accidentally ended up in my washing machine, along with a load of whites. The poem was entitled "Sea Monkeys in My Underpants."
Amazing, live, and swimming in my spin cycle. |
Today, poet Carol Munro of Massachusetts is our tour guide to the TechnoVerse. While the poem she composed with a friend doesn't have any sea monkeys, it does have the sense of playfulness that's possible when you banter emails with a buddy.
Poem Volley: A Give
and Take of Poetic Expression Via E-mail
The e-mail subject line asked, “Want to play?” My friend Paula had sent me a short, rough-draft
poem she had quickly clacked off on the keyboard and asked me to send one back.
Poem Volley, we called it, and we
played it for a year.
She explained the rules of this literary sport: Pull a line
from her poem and use it in one of my own. Write it quickly. No worries. Just see
what comes, write the draft, and send it off to her. She’d pull a line from my
poem…
And so the volley would go.
Could I do this? I imagined myself pulling out a line,
sending it back as a Haiku. Easy peasy!
"Seriously, I can
do this," I thought. "It’s the perfect sport for me. I get to enjoy Paula’s
creativity and build my own creative muscles stacking up a pile of poems. All via
e-mail. No printouts, no traveling to meetings, not even a single trudge to the
mailbox to return a volley. No sweat!"
I pulled a line from Paula’s poem and shot one back at her.
The volley began.
Poems were a traditional part of the Ancient Greek Olympics. I propose Poem Volleys as a future Olympic sport. Photo from Badminton England. |
It was fun, anticipating a poem in my e-mail, popping a response
back to Paula. Our energy was high, with three or four volleys every couple
days. After the first month, it slowed down some, to that many in a week, but
the fun didn’t fade. (Um…yeah, I think I can speak for Paula here. We were
having fun!) And the practice became more rewarding, with satisfaction in
maintaining the effort itself and, of course, in the work created, rough as it
was.
Twice during the year, Paula and I reviewed our work. We
pulled out a few strings of poems we thought were redeemable and got to work
critiquing, editing, cutting, building, changing line breaks, putting them back
the way they were. After a final polish, we had the gall courage to read
them at coffee houses. The nice people in the audience applauded.
Come December, I couldn’t let the year simply end, so I
created a hand-bound book for each of us. A celebration of time spent with my
dear poet friend.
Could we have done this without e-mail? Sure. Maybe. But the
technology makes it so much easier to play this literary sport. Score a win for
both of us.
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Poem
This is a first draft poem written during our Poem Volley.
Paula had written a poem about youth and old age. I pulled “who’ve orbited with
the spinning earth” to use in my poem.
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by Carol Munro
When pinks and yellows
of a spring bouquet
cut and arranged by your hand
arrived at my work desk,
you gave me wings
like the angels.
When you brush a strand of hair
from my cheek,
kiss my neck, play with
the button on my shirt
before undressing me,
I soar.
I orbit the spinning earth
when I smell your scent
on your shirts, watch
our children play.
And now, when I hear
there’s someone else,
the earth lets me go.
Carol Munro owns a freelance writing business, Just Write Words,
serving a variety of clients from upstarts to Fortune 500 companies. She
teaches writing workshops, provides critique and editing services to
professional writers, and creates hand bound books. In November 2012, she
completed the poem-a-day challenge to benefit the Center for New Americans in
Northampton, MA, and was published in their anthology, 30 POEMS IN NOVEMBER.
She’s a member of the Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators.
Carol, thank you for guest blogging about the TechnoVerse today.
There are some group-effort poems happening -- thanks to technology -- during National Poetry Month. Check out Irene Latham's progressive poem project at Live Your Poem. And Heidi Mordhorst's 30 Words, 30 Days poem (with words contributed by her readers) at My Juicy Little Universe.
Tomorrow, poet Dennis Kirschbaum is guest blogging. I've been nagging him to let me know what he's writing about -- nagging is something else email is useful for -- but he says it will be a surprise.