Poetry Friday: Playing with Blackout Poetry and Fibonacci

poetryfridayThank you, Linda, for hosting Poetry Friday at TeacherDance.

This past weekend, I sat down to play with a form that the fantabulous Robyn Hood Black taught us at Poetry Camp last year.  I can’t believe it’s taken a year!  I did these as part of a postcard art exchange.  The book is COUSIN MAUDE by Mary J. Holmes, published 1900.  I played with the Fibonacci form. Have to say that I like the art probably better than the poems. It was a challenge.  When I do it again, I will not worry about the lines but rather find the words that fit better for the poem.

OOPS, OOPS, OOPS  Above is the artwork from this project!  It disappeared last night.

they left
your daughter
was much like himself
seldom gets into a passion
does anything rude and he glanced
the rebuke was lost
oldest child
a son

© jone rush macculloch


and he saw
as the days wore on
she did not feel altogether
her, as one who was entitled
for they remembered
blue eyes dim
they saw

© jone rush macculloch

the sound
though Nellie
warbled like a bird
with melody, he did not heed
listening to the deeper notes
who sang the alto

© jone rush macculloch

Maude’s province
drawing and painting
necessary for his pursuit
he whiled the hours away without
green fields shadowy woods
very proud

© jone rush macculloch


PS…Watch for my announcement next week for the New Year Postcard Exchange.


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21 Responses to Poetry Friday: Playing with Blackout Poetry and Fibonacci

  1. I like your alliteration in the fourth poem, it weaves you through the line and into the next one:
    “he whiled the hours away without
    green fields shadowy woods”
    I felt like I was inside a piece of a book out in the “shadowy woods.”
    The art matches well with the poems too.
    Thanks Jone!

  2. Wow, that’s a challenge inside a challenge – but it looks like a fun challenge nonetheless! I like what you’ve done – and the artwork adds a nice touch.

  3. Keri Collins Lewis says:

    I agree with Linda — a double challenge of finding a poem AND fibonacci form! Wowie! Like everyone else, I like #3, and I’m partial to the warbling. 🙂

  4. Jone, I like your art very much. Your poetry leaves me wondering: are the poems connected to each other, from the same story?

  5. I love how each of these casts its own atmosphere.

  6. maryleehahn says:

    These are very mysterious. They leave me wondering about or imagining the rest of the story. Gorgeous art!

  7. You’ve risen masterfully to the challenge, finding poems hidden between and among the lines!

  8. cvarsalona says:

    Jone, nice work with the blackout poetry art and wording. #3 stands out as my favorite.

  9. I agree with Linda. Kudos to you for taking on the challenge of both finding the words and then making them do what you ask them to! Both your art and poetry come off with a beautiful dreamlike quality.

  10. lindabaie says:

    Love seeing the pictures now. Thanks, Jone!

  11. I like these, too. Both the words and art are striking–and give me much to wonder and think about.

  12. mbhmaine says:

    I have to laugh as my immediate response when reading your title “Blackout poems” was– Oh, she doesn’t have power either! lol I’m going on day 5 without power and diving into Poetry Friday poems is a lovely respite from reality. Thanks for sharing these!

  13. I like these, Jone. I like that because of the slight disconnect we get odd contrasts and changes like he to she and it leaves us wondering who is who. My favourite is the second last one, with the sound drifting through the poem and the final lines”‘awakened/dreaming/of/mail”

  14. lindabaie says:

    I had to read these several times, Jone, but finally, the story turned more evident with number three, as in “he did not heed/listening to the deeper notes.” It’s hard enough to craft a found poem, and you’ve managed four beautifully and in a strict form. Nicely done!

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