When you proclaim to not see race despite a world licking its infected wounds overtly envisioned and widened deepened by the status-quo our beauty bound and muted listless and silenced might you see rebirth lift us as something other than a threat?
Written for NaPoWriMo Day 5 Prompt:
‘This prompt challenges you to find a poem, and then write a new poem that has the shape of the original, and in which every line starts with the first letter of the corresponding line in the original poem. If I used Roethke’s poem as my model, for example, the first line would start with “I,” the second line with “W,” and the third line with “A.” And I would try to make all my lines neither super-short nor overlong, but have about ten syllables. I would also have my poem take the form of four, seven-line stanzas. I have found this prompt particularly inspiring when I use a base poem that mixes long and short lines, or stanzas of different lengths. Any poem will do as a jumping-off point, but if you’re having trouble finding one, perhaps you might consider Mary Szybist’s “We Think We Do Not Have Medieval Eyes” or for something shorter, Natalie Shapero’s “Pennsylvania.”’NaPoWriMo Day 5 Prompt
The poem I chose was “Harlem” by Langston Hughes, one of the greats.