Reflecting on my tweets, microfictions, haiku, and found poem.
It was difficult for me to see any type of story in my tweets. My tweets have been accounts of everyday life--nothing descriptive or interesting at first glance. Since I had so many tweets, I didn't know which ones to choose. So, I ended up choosing random tweets.
Yet, when I picked out my first word, gravel, I began to have an idea about a girl who doesn't follow societal expectations and norms. Then, at the end--although subjective and up to the inferences of the reader--one may gather that she did change her style/personality to fit in. Or, perhaps, she thinks about changing in her unconscious, but never does. From looking at my tweets, I had no idea theme would emerge.
What I thought was funny about my tweets is that I didn't have enough articles. For example, "a" and the. So, my found poem is more fragmented.
For my haiku, I wasn't sure which direction I wanted to take. I.e., I didn't know if I wanted the haiku to be an extension of my microfiction or not. When I started writing it, though, the poem emerged as an extension, but from the point of view of the daughter at an older age.
It was difficult for me to see any type of story in my tweets. My tweets have been accounts of everyday life--nothing descriptive or interesting at first glance. Since I had so many tweets, I didn't know which ones to choose. So, I ended up choosing random tweets.
Yet, when I picked out my first word, gravel, I began to have an idea about a girl who doesn't follow societal expectations and norms. Then, at the end--although subjective and up to the inferences of the reader--one may gather that she did change her style/personality to fit in. Or, perhaps, she thinks about changing in her unconscious, but never does. From looking at my tweets, I had no idea theme would emerge.
What I thought was funny about my tweets is that I didn't have enough articles. For example, "a" and the. So, my found poem is more fragmented.
For my haiku, I wasn't sure which direction I wanted to take. I.e., I didn't know if I wanted the haiku to be an extension of my microfiction or not. When I started writing it, though, the poem emerged as an extension, but from the point of view of the daughter at an older age.
