Friday, April 17, 2020

Prompt: Party time

 
 
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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