For April 14, the Found Poetry Revew prompt is from Brian Oliu.
It’s a little like Wildminding and a little researching, but from within, as you examine in detail what you want to write about. Brian says it better though:
Set aside about twenty minutes of your day with the intention of “doing research” for a piece. Do not allow yourself to write about anything that you do not experience firsthand: if you are writing about the feel of water, or the taste of an orange, run your hand underneath the sink or get to the supermarket as soon as possible. Allow yourself to be immersed in your project & only trust “first hand research” instead of cobbling things together from various sources/the Internet–it will be there later for second drafts. If you are writing about a scene in a movie, watch that scene. If you are writing about a trip that you took, try your best to replicate that trip to the best of your abilities. Take notes, but don’t let the notes dictate your experience. After you have concluded your “research” begin writing immediately & without prejudice–don’t stop, don’t worry about linebreaks or punctuation, or word choice: capture whatever fleeting magic you have conjured until the feeling is gone.
To read more about it, and to read about Brian, as well as the poems from other FPR Challenge participants: FPR Impromptu 14
At first, this sounded rather complex, but as I thought about it, while eating a Cadbury’s Dairy Milk Fruit and Nut Bar, I realized how it was going to work!
14 Lines, Chocolate-Coated
Anticipation. The wrapper rustles, resists
downward pull on paper, corner-torn and open—
the flat brown of chocolate impatience and a second tear
pulls the paper free. One square at a time slides onto tongue.
Instant warmth and saliva melt the surface, teeth feel resistance
as almond remnant cracks free to float a moment in the mouth,
joined next by wrinkle of raisin, the next solitary square.
Each melt of chocolate sets tongue tingling, anticipation still–
for the next and the next and the last, leaving only a vague
memory of how it soothes touch, taste, scent. Only sound and sight
not satisfied by the mere proximity of a bar of chocolate.
Short-lived. In a moment or two the lingering taste fades
to less than memory. And now the struggle to resist attacking
the second beckoning bar.
Carol A. Stephen
April 14, 2016