I have always enjoyed the power of images to influence what we interpret from words. I remember getting so frightened of a picture in a book as a child that I was absolutely unable to finish the rest of the text until I had come to terms with the picture. The rest of the book retained some of that initial horror that I had gotten from the picture.
Anyhow, these two poems were suggested as assignments for the digital storytelling class I’m currently enrolled in. I thought they looked like fun, so I completed them.
First: Newspaper Blackout Poetry
I had fun with that one, but it wasn’t as interesting to me as analyzing what came out of the Media Player poem assignment. (I’m currently listening to this playlist and find that the heavy synthesizers at the start of the poem is a very odd way to start a Saturday.)
Media Player Poem: