GA Writing Prompts - 70. Poetry Prompt # 20 - Found Poetry

Prompt 20 - Found Poetry

Prompt:
Write three Found Poems on the themes of 'Loss,' 'Memory,' and 'Celebration.' Your source material is The Dead, by James Joyce. You may decide if you wish to explore metre in your poem or not, or rhymes to accent certain parts. You may also wish to consider using a repeating section as a refrain. Let your imagination run free, as long as you allow the three principal themes to guide your creation of three freestanding works.

I decided to build a separate word bank for each poem. I read six pages of the source text, the starting page was determined by a random number generator.

I used the following technique to build the work banks:
Read your source text and highlight all the words, phrases and lines that you find remarkable. Transcribe chronologically all the highlighted text into a word processor, but do not include any of the punctuation. Copy and paste the text block into Google Translate. Translate it back and forth between multiple languages at least five times. Then translate back to English. Take this raw material to create your poem.

1.
Theme: Loss
Source Text: Pages 24 to 30
Word Bank:
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Poem:

The previous day on the railing he said:
Winter, dark and cold. The sky is threatening heavy.
I can hear the distant music overwrite the silence.
If you want this song to be the evocation of the past,
Search the secret life of lonely moments.
Moments of ecstasy, the main objectives of sound.
God, he said, I don’t want terrible music.
Why did this song express night?
The previous day on the railing he said:
Do you know of any good night?
The previous day, before he died

2.
Theme: Memory
Source Text: Pages 10 to 16
Word Bank:
Law and where they can go, rather than in their own country, so that the long chains in the corner there, and began to change the memory of their heart knows the time for all of the script is pretty moodiji. brother-in-law this year, for the sea, and the fish with the intention to speak here, and I need to trembling the window with opening your fingers and a cold glass of artificial snow on the branches of trees right in Paris, some people believe that the data actually suffers Song idea is: courage of men, and gradually ceased to have his work stoit ea owns the song wedding day must be rich , leather bands and there's an old song, I don't know your voice in the night in the port of reminder on your face smile game session, the circulation of the pyramid of my life, and the Italian company used today in Dublin, he said:
Why can't the old Opera Beautiful game now, he asked, Dinorah, Lucrezia Borgia? Because they have not heard as a voice singing, why none of you in memory or Parkinson's old, but it's very, very good for me, clean, cute

Poem:

Parkinson
Began to change his memory
He gradually seized to know your voice
Trembling cold fingers; he asked why
An old song is a reminder of life
The smile on his face is for you
The heart knows all the time

3.
Theme: Celebration
Source Text: Pages 3 to 9
Word Bank:
All of a sudden, bitter, Eva Deejay minus green with his legs around wind comes the shadow of her songs is the way to kharsti were recently was reminiscent of the time, now its final called panest, strong echoes in SIP from cat florash I don't feel laughter you want inside of if – if I want to be a qdrallas! Qdrallas! Decorating with anger that Brown had satin last or last round, monkson Strawberry sound treble button was open, where his eighth aoktavas šéf, tbanat glatrad n swell under vibration or light purple floor styles right Galapagos started barely noticeable against a man who was born Dublin stuffed repeats? He felt that love includes nine books published, including

Poem:

Eva Love, Deejay
All of her songs
Reminiscent of
The SIP sound
Strong echoes
Purple light
Vibration
Style