This exercise invites you to throw a dinner party.
Obviously,
you shouldn't invite a half-dozen friends over for an actual meal, but there
is no stay-at-home order in poetry. We can invite anyone we wish to the
resplendent table of our imagination.
Choose
as many guests as you wish. They can be living or dead. You can be
alone with Ryan Reynolds, or you can pull up a chair at the Last Supper.
Write a poem about a conversation overheard at your table. What do you
have to say to Amelia Earhart, and what does she tell you? What joke does
Grandma Moses tell Aristophanes? What recipe does Abraham Lincoln share
with Gloria Steinem? There is no limit to the number of poems you can
get out of this exercise, and as a bonus, you get to expand your
conversations beyond your own all-too-familiar quarantine companions.
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