Yesterday I was in my first Zoom gathering. The Women Writers in Bloom Poetry Salon, created and organized by the incomparable JP
Howad, met on Zoom for three hours, and it was amazing. More than 60 people
were online and in the room, with JP, and her experienced Zoomer, Cynthia
Matick, hosting. We didn’t have the usual check-in, where we go around the
table, ID ourselves, and say what kind of writing we do, because when we meet
in person there are usually 15 to 25 people. But via Zoom, we could have
participants who are far-flung.
The Salon
had a short workshop, in which we wrote to a prompt, then went into breakout
groups to share what we wrote and speak to each other. JP also gave us a second
prompt to do on our own time. Then we had three featured poets reading from
their new work: Rosebud Ben-Oni, turn around, BRXGHT XYXS; Roya Marsh, dayliGht; and DaMaris Hill,
A Bound Woman Is a Dangerous Thing
. Their work is powerful and
moving. And following the features, we had a brief open mic. All in all, it was
an energizing and moving afternoon, not as good as if we’d met face to face,
but way better than sitting alone in our homes.
The first prompt was to write a autobiographical
praise poem by completing each of the following lines:
first namewho isdaughter/son ofwho loveswho can’t standwho needswho feelswho fearswho would like to seewho/how I livelast name
Here’s what
I wrote:
Sonia;who is old (in the best sense);daughter of Leah;who loves her friends and family, the world, my music, books, and dancing, and baseball;who can’t stand my country’s “leader” who is incapable of leading;who needs contact with other people;who feels optimistic and pessimistic at the same time;who fears the effects of this pandemicon everyone, every way in which all people on this earth live;who would like to see common sense and rationality and humility and tolerance overcome fear and hate;who lives in the moment while connecte to the the past and hopeful for the future;Robbins
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I’m
participating in the 13th annual Slice of Life Challenge over at Two Writing Teachers.
This is day 29 of the 31-day challenge. It’s not too late to make space
for daily writing in a community that is encouraging, enthusiastic, and eager
to read what you have to slice about. Join in!
How fortunate you are to have such an amazing support system! Thank you for sharing the prompt for the praise poem!
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