“Every block of stone has a statue inside it, and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it.” – Michelangelo
Step 1: Grab a marker. A black one. Don’t sniff it.
Step 2: Find a single sheet of newspaper or tear a page from your favorite magazine, book, maybe even a memo or old homework on your desk.
Step 3: Black out what doesn’t belong. Chisel away a word at a time until you reveal your poetic masterpiece.
SoulPancake (pg.38)writes… Michelangelo believed that the statue was waiting in the stone– it was the sculptor’s job to chip away the parts that didn’t belong.
Maybe the same is true about poetry. If you look long enough at a sheet of words, you can find rhythms, patterns, brillance.
The reward? The poem within. It was waiting there all along…
J.D. Salinger is one of my favorite authors so I flipped to a random page in one of his books. This page, ironically, mentioned poetry (and yes, I know it’s in blue marker, not black, sue me.)
Most poetry, any poetry,
verses bare, ungarnished.
accidentally poem plotting
I’m no Frost, but I don’t think it’s half bad.
Now it’s your turn! Send me your own blackout poetry by commenting below or emailing it to firstname.lastname@example.org.