After reading @Ken Merchant fantastic article on The Cove blog I thought it might be fun to share any blackout / silhouette poetry we have done. I played around with it a few months back so here is one of my favourites. It uses a page from Close Encounters Of The Third Kind by Spielberg.
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I had a couple of attempts recently! The first one I did was a bit hit and miss but I'll include it anyway:
We emerge from the celebration,
Kind and pretty
I'm the wind and the habit
No reason for glitter in a bazaar of every bold colour
Gold flashing like Harrods on Christmas night
My passion neutral, natural and tied.
I like my second one a bit more:
I hand-wrote this one:
Thanks a million for the suggestion, @Marc Brimble I found it challenging, but it was a lot of fun!
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You have a talent for this Marc!
From
Reason For Hope
by
Jane Goodall
That is impressive, both as text and the fact you could see this poem amidst text written for another purpose.
I receive an email from your website loved and laughed at your haiku to pigeons
Far out, this is pretty amazing! I'd like to try this now. I haven't read Ken's article yet but I'll get to it tonight. I might also post a blackout poem one time.