The “yes, we’re sinking” poem is called “Overheard on the Titanic,” and it’s by Austin Kleon. He’s very arguably the person who made blackout poems the thing they are today. A while back, I did a post of some awesome poems I found online (mainly by him), but today’s post is of some that I made myself.
It was very fun, and I completely lost track of time while doing it. It was also difficult, like figuring out a puzzle where you get to choose both the pieces and the finished image. I also messed up the blacking out part quite a few times and either colored out words I needed or made the white space too small. This was also the first time I’ve ever really flipped through a newspaper. Before now, I wouldn’t have been able to specifically explain a newspaper’s structure to you.
I got the newspaper from school. This week, I went to the library and asked the librarian if I could have a New York Times newspaper. She said yes and gave me a recent issue, and I made the following eight poems. Some of them I like, some of them less so.
miserably full stop
– simple economics
a nod to
d e creases winning
the emotional ties
thing that could
Which one do you like most? My favorite might be the one about friends. I’m not that into the private jet, the anxious bodies, or the love grabbing ones because I’m not exactly sure what I’m trying to say with them.
Have you read a newspaper before?
Have you heard of black out poems or ever made one?