My poem “Transduced Ruin” has been posted among today’s offerings of the Tupelo Press 30/30 Project (9 poets have agreed to write 30 poems apiece in 30 days, to raise funds for Tupelo Press, a non-profit literary publisher). I am grateful to Atomic Geography, who provided the title and these three words: spiritual, sequences, things.
Transduced Ruin
From bad to worse.
The hospital’s walls, shredded.
A turning back, the retrieval.
Frayed edges, unraveling, pulled down…
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Tomorrow’s poem, “A Herd of Watermelon,” was sponsored by Plain Jane, who provided the title and also sponsored last year’s infamous “Your Armpits Smell Like Heaven,” which has since appeared on Algebra of Owls.
I still need title sponsors for the 22nd and 23rd, and don’t forget about the 3-word sponsorships. Remember, you can combine the two (as in today’s poem) to force me to use not only your title, but also three words that I’d likely not use on my own. And can anyone challenge last year’s co-winners of Worst Title in the History of the 30/30 Project, Ron, Plain Jane and Mek?*
The sponsored poems are a blast to write, and the titles lead me to poems I’d not otherwise conceive. If you’re inclined to sponsor a poem, Donate to Tupelo, and please let me know as soon as possible what your title is or which three words you’ve foisted upon me.
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* The titles are, respectively, “Calvin Coolidge: Live or Memorex,” “Your Armpits Smell Like Heaven,” and “Reduce Heat and Simmer Gently Without Cloud Cover, Till Sundown. Serves 2 – 7 Billion.” “Nose-Picking Reese’s Hider” is definitely a strong contender for this honor.
Collateral damage – weaving material loss through a fragile psyche.
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Indeed. The very notion of “collateral damage” – DAMAGE! – incites me.
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Bob, very well done. I’ve been struggling for a while to write a blog post on the Drs Without Borders attacks a few months ago. So I appreciate this more. Thanks, bob (AG)
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Thanks, Bob. I used your link as a starting point, and followed the path, which led here.
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