[This is a guest blog post, or poem rather, by attendee Meryl Baer.]
Review of the Breakout Session Nonfictitious Poetry
With apologies to Viannah
Beret-wearing intellectuals
consuming coffee,
washing down wine,
doing drugs
voicing their poetry.
We read, we listen,
We discuss, but
Non-poets are
Paralyzed
at the thought of
Writing poetry.
Tentatively stepping into the salon
Seeking guidance, uncertain
Yet interested,
We wonder
What this is all about.
Can we do this?
We smile warily
Willing to try.
No pressure, no grade, no criticism.
Found poetry
Blackout poetry
We can do this!
Stretching,
Reaching,
Writing.
Poetry.