I’m exploring the idea of playing with using a single poem, as told in different formats. I wrote this as part of a weekly writing prompt — which is connected to a National Writing Project writing marathon underway in New Orleans called Finding Your Muse — and I wondered how the poem would look/hear/read through the lens of different media.
So today, I present the poem as text only. Tomorrow, I will try something else with the poem.
Remembering melodies buried deep
notes and stories mingled together with harmonies
echoing out beneath street corner lights;
Remembering me, miles away,
with headphones slotted into spinning discs,
the map to a musical adventure moving into
the landscape of Louisiana;
Remembering New Orleans in syncopated rhythms
and rich architecture of sounds,
crafting the heartbeat ambiance of jazz,
the pulse of America becoming the soundtrack
of a nation finding itself;
Peace (in the variations on a theme),