This post is part of my book-long erasure poetry and collage project on Tove Jansson’s The Summer Book.
Whitened beauty
Author: Constance Bourg
poetry & collage art
I'm currently working on a book-length erasure poetry (with collage) project. The book I'm transforming is Tove Jansson's The Summer Book.
How to leave
Scrolling Through Social Media in January
This is my first time reblogging a post from another poet in the WordPress community, but this poem really spoke to me this morning.
I recently left social media. Deleted all my social media accounts because of the heavy sensations it made me experience.
Sensations, emotions, like the ones so perfectly captured in this excellent poem.
Scrolling Through Social Media in January
if this were written in the past
it would be the groovy kind
of dystopian fiction.
a zine title. future volume.
they’re only going to
keep turning it up
no matter how many
masked faces are filtered
beyond recognition.
so many new yous.
come March, the new yous
will return to the cocoons
of the old yous,
broken butterflies.
don’t feel deflated.
I always love you
just as you are.
so be. so be it.
we are in all caps
this year: we are
SICK OF IT.
we’re still waiting
for the better days.
we’re still seeing glimmers.
the new yous
still look like the old yous,
but with positive attitudes.
[no, see, the vibe is
we want to be negative.
negatives are the new pandemic.]
reminders of the present
popping party balloons
with a fresh death toll.
no. refresh. no.
I have…
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Balance
This post is part of my book-long erasure poetry and collage project on Tove Jansson’s The Summer Book.
Cultural memory
Hugged by woodland on one side
at the end of the day
the purple coastal road
lies peacefully
matelassée clouds delicately touching
the frayed horizon
School dining hall in
negative exposure, hushed
trees trapped in amber
shadows counting down from ten
rows of bated breath, a man-scatter
suffused with warm light
cold high ceiling, the glint of a steel fork
resin and salt mixing
a drop of blood echoing in the stone vault
a wet slap as the sun hits the sea
The problem – poem published @ Rogue Agent
In April of last year, I wrote a series of found poems as part of a project for NaPoWriMo. One of my favourite poems from this series has now found a home with Rogue Agent.
The poem is based on an essay by poet and science writer Kate Horowitz entitled “Performance of a Lifetime: On Invisible Illness, Gender, and Disbelief.”
I’d like to thank Jill Khoury for her support and Kate for lending me her wonderful work!
You can read the poem on the Rogue Agent website.
