In the past few days, as I am experiencing a whole new life in quarantine, a friend asked me to join a collage group on FB. I had stopped making collages when I was in primary school. I am enjoying doing them and adding scattered lines from poems, giving life to found poems. I am discovering that collages can be therapeutic.

hummingbird wings bloom in your eye sockets and every petal cradles your bones
(a found poem from Lorca’s Dream by former SF Poet Laureate Alejandro Murguía)

(with a found poem by Jack Kerouac, from his letter to Don Allen, 1958; see below for enlargement)

Be in love with yr words – No time for poetry but get drunk crazy – Believe in the unspeakable visions emblazoned in yr mind
(a found poem from Kerouac’s letter to Donald Allen, 1958)
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