Poetry Friday, Week 12: Getting Ready for National Poetry Month 2023

© Graphi by Amber Fleek

Welcome to Poetry Friday.  Rose at Imagine the Possibilities is hosting us this week with whispers of spring, daffodils, and hummingbirds.

This week, I've been busy getting things ready for National Poetry Month 2023.  Between Friday poet interviews and daily poetry videos from my students at Texas Women's University, and the Classic Found Poem, it will be chock full of poetry.

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You're Invited. Share a Classic Novel Found Poem!

I wrote this found poem from Frankenstein by Mary Shelley in response to a prompt in February about Frankenstein.
Frankenstein, Chapter Five, a found poem

I.
A dreary night
I might infuse a spark of being
Into the the lifeless thing

the rain pattered against the panes
the candle nearly out
the creature opened the dull yellow eye

The wretch
his limbs in proportion
his yellow skin, hair a lustrous black
teeth, pearly whiteness
his watery eyes and straight black lips
II.
Different accidents of life
not so changeable
Deprived of rest and health
I threw myself on the bed
the dream vanished

I was disturbed
by the wildest dreams
I held the corpse of my dead Mother
I saw grave-worms crawling
I started from my sleep

The wretch
The miserable monster
I had created
III.
I took refuge in the courtyard,
catching and fearing
each sound
My pulse beat,
my palpitating of every artery.

I sank to the ground.
Langor and extreme weakness.
Dreams had been my food
Now a hell
Avoid the wretch.

© 2023, Jone Rush MacCulloch

I will have a Padlet ready to be loaded next Friday.  I will feature the Padlet on April 14.  I can't wait to see your found poems on what you consider to be classic reads!