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Take the Monday Poetry Prompt by the hand…

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This week imagine your favorite poet takes you by the hand and…

Saturday my fellow Living Poetry organizer Chris Abbate and I lead a poetry workshop at the Holly Springs Book Festival. One of the prompts I shared was more a procedure so anyone can get a fairly random poetry prompt. Take a book, close your eyes, open to a random page then plop your finger down on the page and use that as your prompt. As a live demonstration, I took the Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, randomly opened it to page 636 and my finger ended up on the end of Hart Crane’s The Bridge IV. Cape Hatteras which reads “My hand in yours, Walt Whitman— so—

So, post what happens next in the comments below.

About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker was born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough, North Carolina where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.

Discussion

11 thoughts on “Take the Monday Poetry Prompt by the hand…

  1. My hand in yours, Walt
    I would lead you to the barbershop.
    Get you a shave and a haircut,
    a shine on your shoes
    Tonight at the Oasis Café
    the original hipster will be reading
    Leaves of Grass.
    And we’ll all be getting high in the store room.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by JeanMarie | November 18, 2019, 8:44 PM
    • Ha! Excellent!

      Liked by 1 person

      Posted by Bartholomew Barker | November 18, 2019, 9:01 PM
    • Love it!!

      Liked by 1 person

      Posted by Lisa Tomey | November 19, 2019, 7:12 AM
    • Of persons clean-shaven and kempt as likely
      Are sad and hasty as souls without happiness,
      Like ones in shame who pluck the hairs absently
      And with sharp grief, yet I, untamed, fully bearded,
      Will bring the gifts of delight and open hands to the Café Oasis.

      Uncut of hair yet finely groomed, unshod like a wild horse
      On the endless grass of the plain, yet with feet finely smelling,
      Tenderly will I greet JeanMarie, beard poised long and happy,
      Full and without haste, feet bootless and dancing with fine limbs
      Unabiding moral tradition yet calm and without madness,
      Hand in hand with JeanMarie and all her broad company
      At the Café Oasis.

      Liked by 2 people

      Posted by Steve Croft | November 20, 2019, 4:23 PM
      • Hmmmm….. I see I have to keep an eye on you! 🙂

        Liked by 1 person

        Posted by JeanMarie | November 20, 2019, 8:33 PM
      • I move with the gravity of mountains, yet quick
        Like the race of wind through leaves of grass, brushing each
        Tenderly, seeing it tremble as I tip my hat on my way, wholly admonished,
        Joyous, immortal, under the watchful eye of JeanMarie, I am Walt Whitman,
        An American, a kosmos, surging and singing,
        Knowing and learning, surprising and being surprised
        Late into night at the Café Oasis.

        Liked by 1 person

        Posted by Steve Croft | November 22, 2019, 4:49 PM
  2. my hands in yours
    would that be the fate
    or pleasure of life
    Mr. Walt Whitman
    it would be my pleasure
    to discover with your works
    so I shall read your poetry
    recite aloud your prose
    and decide to tarry, wallow or flee
    which way I go
    depends on the touching
    of my soul
    would you like to teach me something
    about my soul
    perhaps explore the heights
    perhaps the distance to the moon
    and travel to Fairfield
    what do you think about that
    Mr. Walt Whitman?

    Liked by 3 people

    Posted by Lisa Tomey | November 18, 2019, 7:26 AM

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