I remember you
remember me
remember when I lost my mind
I remember it well
making music
making bread
making money
making my way downtown
and then what
and then the sun rave song
and then we danced
and then he kissed me
poet for our times
poet for hire
poet for love
poet wife
dream of a lost shoe
a lost bag
lost friend
lost child
Kim M. Russell, 8th October 2020
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar: Lists that Google Gives Us, also linked to Poets and Storytellers United Writers’ Pantry
This Thursday, Björn is hosting with a fun prompt. We are playing with lists again and, to make life a little easier, he thought we should do what everyone does when we don’t have a clue: just ask Google.
He reminds us that, a number of years ago, we did something similar using googlism, but this time we will be using Google’s autocomplete function. For example, if we start to type ‘Love is a…’, Google suggests various endings, which we can either use as a complete list or we might pick one or two of the lines. We can use this technique with any starting point and go on as long as we want, editing it, massaging it, and posting it any way that we see fit.
To find some inspiration, I looked at the titles of some Carol Ann Duffy poems and partially entered them, some of which I included to make it a truly found poem:
The Grammar of Light
I Remember Me
Making Money
And Then What
Poet for Our Times
Dream of a Lost Friend
Beautiful ❤️🥺
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Thank you so much for reading and commenting! 😉
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This is incredibly evocative, Kim 🙂 I especially resonate with; “making bread/making money/making my way downtown.” Life is such a roller coaster of emotions and challenges. 💝
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Thank you, Sanaa!
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You’re most welcome! 🙂
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What a wonderful idea Kim, and that last stanza says it all.
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Neat way of going about finding the words for your poem, Kim.
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Thank you, Lisa.
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I really love how you used the titles of Carol Ann Duffy’s poetry… I think I know what to do now.
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Cheers Bjorn. I was so happy when she became my muse.
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This is excellent, Kim!
“remember when I lost my mind
I remember it well”
I think so many can relate to this. I love the togetherness of this poem and how it starts to turn darker in the final stanza. Wow. Beautifully written.
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Thank you, Lucy. The first stanza hinted at darkness too, which links to the final line, a situation I went through twice. I did lose my mind for a bit – until she was found.
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You’ve created pseudo-found poetry, building on Duffy’s poem titles. Marvelous work, a fun and happy ride.
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Thank you, Glenn.
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Thought provoking. Thanks for sharing. 🌞
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Thanks for reading and commenting! 🙂
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I enjoyed the process and the found poem Kim. Somehow this part resonates with me:
I remember you
remember me
remember when I lost my mind
I remember it well
Title is creative – love it!
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Thank you, Grace!
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kaykuala
dream of a lost shoe
a lost bag lost friend
lost child
Love the throwback to instances of despair and desperation as a poet thrives in such episodes that tug at the emotions. Great ideas come from there Great thinking Kim!
Hank
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Thanks Hank!
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So many of these memories are there in our minds to cherish and bring up from time to time!
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Thanks Dwight!
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Oh, well done, Kim. This is so clever and creative and resonant. I like it very much. You’ve really used the list form well – the contrasts are so evocative.
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Thank you, Sarah. I was at a loss as to what to type into the search engine, so I looked around me and Carol Ann Duffy stepped in as my muse.
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She did good musing!
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Reblogged this on The Midlode Mercury and commented:
Wonderful! I think I will rejoin dverse, used to be a ‘member’ years ago. Kind regards from neighbouring Lincolnshire. http://mikemalonemysteries.wordpress.com/ https://francisbarkerart.com/
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Thanks so much for the reblog!
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Wonderful! I used to be a member of dverse years ago, just rejoined. Regards from neighbouring Lincolnshire.
http://mikemalonemysteries.wordpress.com/ https://wordpress.com/posts/francisbarkerart.com
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Thank you so much! Welcome back. It’s lovely to hear from a close neighbour.
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Thanks for the reblog!
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The poem itself is like a dream or a daydream. The pace of it is perfect. (K)
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Thanks so much, Kerfe.
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this found poem is so good it stirs a lot of emotions. like a rollercoaster. and then the last stanza breaks the heart. great job.
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Thank you!😊
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Beautifully inspired, Kim! The repetition works so well to reinforce the cycles of life, love, loss, I must look your poet Carol Ann Duffy up. Any poem to start off with as an introduction?
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Thank you, Dora. Try ‘Valentine’ and ‘Miss Havisham’.
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I will, thanks!
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So. Good. Shades of Sylvia Plath.
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Mind-stirring and cleverly crafted!
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Thank you, Eugenia!
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Most welcome!
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The repetition is very effective, Kim. It’s interesting how it helps it flow like a progression while nudging me to focus on the individual stanzas.
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I’m glad you commented on that, Ken.
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Hi Kim, I am a day late getting around to reading other peoples work. This prompt was confusing but I finally found what I was trying to say. I really like what you did here with these little quartets of poems. Good job on the prompt.
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Thank you, Rob.
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Touching poem, and well crafted, not that I’d expect anything less anymore from you!
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Thank you, Anthony!
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This is lovely. Touching. Tense. Intense. And full of life. The repetition within stanzas works very well for you. Nice.
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You’ve made my very stressful weekend brighter, Misky!
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Has to be one of the most creative Google searches … great poem.
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Thank you very much, Helen!
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What a fun game to play – and you added some refinements to make it your own.
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Thanks Rosemary.
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Writing especially poetry to let go of hurt or some other concern is a great way to deal with it.
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All the time, Robin!
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This is fun, love it! I am forgetful nowadays, except for losing my mind which I remember every day.
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Thanks so much for reading and commenting!
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Slightly under the weather, (and admittedly unmotivated) I opted to skip the GOOGLE LIST challenge. Now that I read YOUR fine work, KR, I know I made the right choice. I could NEVER measure up.
Great stuff!
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Thank you, Ron, but I beg to differ – you do more than measure up!
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I remember those times. The lost shoe says it all.
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It does, Colleen.
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Like Colleen, I think those lost shoes say everything. Even before we get to the lost child, the pain is thick in the lines. I can imagine the face of the speaker going through her list of thoughts and feels, remembering…
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Thank you, Magaly. It seems everyone has seen something different in this one and I’m glad you and Colleen have made similar comments.
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This has such a wonderful rhythm to it & each line seems to spark.
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Thank you, Wyndolynne.
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“Remember when I lost my mind” … how well I remember the time I turned a deaf ear to my inner voice, ignored my moral compass, and paid dearly for my indiscretion. (I’ll put that back now in the vault where it resides and is rarely reconsidered.) Your poem was evocative, Kim!
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Thank you, Bev! I think most of us have had moments like that.
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Interesting list of images Kim
Happy Sunday
Much💛love
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Thank you, Gillena!
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So much I find intriguing about this poem of yours Kim (and what an engaging prompt, right?). I love the title….I’m reminded of the old Grammar books. I find this almost tells a story of the writer….a biographical sketch perhaps? But then we can say that when we write, aren’t we telling our thoughts so in a way, isn’t that always a “biographical sketch” at the time of writing? I find the illustration of the pink shoe mysterious, sad, evocative, making me wonder what the story of it is. Really liked this post, Kim!
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Thank you, Lill, and you are right that there are autobiographical traces in this poem. I’m not sure how they go there, as I had no control of the Google results. 😊
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I love everything about this poem from title to ending.
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Thank you, Susie!
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