saw the first snowdrops today :) what thrill and leaping of the heart i get from this season of late winter/early spring when the ephemerality of days shimmers oh so sweetly
I am a high school English teacher, and recently I’ve been making a lot of collaborative collage poems with one of my classes. We all write for 5 or 10 minutes on the same prompt. Then, we all read aloud our poems. While the kids read, I write down a line or two that strikes me from each of their poems. Then I read aloud the resulting collage poem. The prompt for this one was “What can a poem be?”
I love the surprise at the end, when we hear everyone’s words put together. And I love the strange and fresh weirdnesses that come out of stitching their snippets together.
