'Found Poetry' Friday

She needed comfort

She needed to center her soul.

Language had left her in the coves

the wordless sound had echoed inside

her chest, seduced her to shore.

I will be participating in Marit's 'Found Poetry' Fridays

where poems or poem fragments are located in altered books,

headlines, or any text that can be altered into poesis.

Marit's blog is: maritspaperworld.com/blog    .

My post today is from an altered book I made from

the novel The Mermaids Singing by Lisa Carey.

It is a sort of dark, brooding narrative which I like to

indulge in from time to time. After reading it,

I decided to alter the pages. Here is the note

I left myself  inside the book:

Every altered book finds its own rhythm and 

inner connections. I'm always surprised to

find that the book itself wants what it wants. 

I chose this one as it is (was) a novel and

I thought it would lend itself more easily to

found poetry, and that the story itself would

disappear. But the mermaids kept showing 

up over and over again. The found fragments

are often dark and Neptunian.