After reading Anzaldua and choosing the line from her work I created a story from it. I think my story is diffent in tone at least, but similar in content. I used a line that was in spanish that translated to "And you know what he did?". The tone of her work was more serious and my story was more pensive and curious. Her main character was strong and intense, but the main theme was the boundary language can set between people. Also when I made my micro fiction from my tweets, the tone completely changed from idle information into a story about distraction and white noise. After completeling these two micro fictions, I began work on the found poem and the haiku. The haiku from my microfictions, is so different from the stories becasue it is shorter and more intense. I found using less words made me think more about the meaning I was trying to convey. I wanted the reader to get a sense of open, emptiness and the narrator was okay with this. Also in the found poem I feel like from my tweets I created a jouney from the place of a jeep. Its like a road trip but more focused on the raod trip of the realtionship. I found it was hard to arrange my thoughts into a poem.
I used some of the titles of my favorite Paramore songs to make a poem, just for fun.
Hallelujah
I caught myself,
brick by boring brick.
Conspiracy.
Faces in disguise,
feeling sorry.
Here we go again.
Just Like Me,
misguided ghosts
never let this go.
When it rains,
we are broken.
Hallelujah
I caught myself,
brick by boring brick.
Conspiracy.
Faces in disguise,
feeling sorry.
Here we go again.
Just Like Me,
misguided ghosts
never let this go.
When it rains,
we are broken.
I will be making a Haiku out of lines from my own Micro Fiction which is in the last blog. I will also be composing a Found Poem from 10 of my Tweets from Twitter.
Wrong Way
The window is open,
12:57 stares at me.
This is my stop, empty.
these are the tweets I used:
jar2389 jorie rao
got a paper cut today. not fun.
jar2389 jorie rao
my living room is a mess, not a fan #twitterive #wrt2
jar2389 jorie rao
the edu lab it quiet except for the clicking of my own keyboard as i write this #twitterive #wrt2
jar2389 jorie rao
The jeep has bumper stickers, but not on the bumper. I have put a few on there. #twitterive
jar2389 jorie rao
A story is something that constantly unfolds.--Tarentino #twitterive
jar2389 jorie rao
this was in someones bathroom. it made me laugh #twitterive http://twitpic.com/3vl12y
jar2389 jorie rao
sunsets, red bulls and your hand in mine. I'd travel anywhere as long as you smile #twitterive
jar2389 jorie rao
the dirty floor mats in your car, the broken cupholder, the loose change in my hand. its taking its toll. #twitterive
jar2389 jorie rao
faded tans and leftover shells from where the ocean meets the land #twitterive Im california dreamin on such a winters day
1989 Jeep Cherokee Laredo
Sunsets,
Red Bull’s
and your hand in mine.
I'd travel anywhere as long as you smile.
Familiar place:
the jeep has bumper stickers, but
not on the bumper. It made me laugh.
The dirty floor mats in your car,
the broken cup holder
and the loose change in my hand.
It’s taking its toll.
It’s old, a mess.
We drive a lot.
Quiet, except for
faded tans and leftover shells
from where the ocean meets the land.
A story is something that
constantly unfolds.
Wrong Way
The window is open,
12:57 stares at me.
This is my stop, empty.
these are the tweets I used:
jar2389 jorie rao
got a paper cut today. not fun.
jar2389 jorie rao
my living room is a mess, not a fan #twitterive #wrt2
jar2389 jorie rao
the edu lab it quiet except for the clicking of my own keyboard as i write this #twitterive #wrt2
jar2389 jorie rao
The jeep has bumper stickers, but not on the bumper. I have put a few on there. #twitterive
jar2389 jorie rao
A story is something that constantly unfolds.--Tarentino #twitterive
jar2389 jorie rao
this was in someones bathroom. it made me laugh #twitterive http://twitpic.com/3vl12y
jar2389 jorie rao
sunsets, red bulls and your hand in mine. I'd travel anywhere as long as you smile #twitterive
jar2389 jorie rao
the dirty floor mats in your car, the broken cupholder, the loose change in my hand. its taking its toll. #twitterive
jar2389 jorie rao
faded tans and leftover shells from where the ocean meets the land #twitterive Im california dreamin on such a winters day
1989 Jeep Cherokee Laredo
Sunsets,
Red Bull’s
and your hand in mine.
I'd travel anywhere as long as you smile.
Familiar place:
the jeep has bumper stickers, but
not on the bumper. It made me laugh.
The dirty floor mats in your car,
the broken cup holder
and the loose change in my hand.
It’s taking its toll.
It’s old, a mess.
We drive a lot.
Quiet, except for
faded tans and leftover shells
from where the ocean meets the land.
A story is something that
constantly unfolds.