Welcome, art enthusiasts and wordsmiths alike, to another episode of Create Art Podcast! We are diving headfirst into the enchanting world of poetry as we celebrate National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo). This annual event, which takes place every April, encourages poets and aspiring writers around the globe to embrace their creativity and commit to writing a poem each day for the entire month.
The Beauty of National Poetry Writing Month:
NaPoWriMo, similar to its prose-centric counterpart National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo), is a celebration of the written word and the boundless creativity that can flow when one dedicates themselves to a daily practice. Poets of all levels of expertise are invited to take part, from seasoned wordsmiths to those just dipping their toes into the vast ocean of verse.
Create Art Podcast has always been a haven for artists to share their creative processes, and NaPoWriMo offers a unique opportunity for poets to reflect on their craft. With a daily commitment to producing poetry, participants discover new facets of their writing style, experiment with various forms, and explore uncharted emotional territories.
And now for our optional prompt! Ezra Pound famously said that “poetry is news that stays news.” While we don’t know about that, the news can have a certain poetry to it. Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem based on one of the curious headlines, cartoons, and other journalistic tidbits featured at Yesterday’s Print, where old news stays amusing, curious, and sometimes downright confusing.
Preacher Advises Against Going To Hell, It will Be Boring
10 April 24
Lets just put aside the concept of hell for a minute
Since it is not in the bible
And has been mistranslated so many times
Can we agree it is a separation from your god for a minute
And according to you this would still give me eternal life
What if i don’t want that
What if I just wanted to die and be done
What if lets just say I want one chance to do everything I will be known for
Let it all ride on this life
And cash in my chips and let them fall where they may
But no
I am not given a choice if I want to come into this world
And if I choose to depart prematurely (according to you)
I will be forever punished
Would it surprise you I like my sex a bit rough
I enjoy having fingernails draw blood down my back
I enjoy having my nipples bit into and my neck marked up with burses
It shows me that I am alive
I like some pain when I am fucking
Both inflicting it and getting it
I don’t mind having someone pleasure themselves in my asshole
While I thrust deeper into someone else
Your hell excited me
According to you the people i would rather hang out with will be there
The people that Jesus hung out with will be there
And yes some harp music is nice to sleep to
I’d rather feel the drum beat of heathens fill my soul
See my idea of hell
Is much like Satre’s
Hell is other people whom I don’t want to hang out with
Which would be people going to your heaven
So your fairy tale
That is supposed to scare me
Like i was a little child
That I actually believed in for...
