The Hall of Small Requests is part-found, part-formal; poetry in a hybrid space, working with surrealist methods to dictate a kind of form. These led to a physical collage, then a prose-poem made from found text, and then to a sestina.
I think there’s something about working in a hybrid space between digital/physical which might be interesting to explore further here, also working with formal patterns but using chance-led words to dictate key parts of the formal element. A kind of blurring between these boundaries.
The text of the poem is made from what I could decipher from the vertical strips torn from the book. It reads:
In the Hall of Small Requests, under a Latin motto,
a hatch in the stone archway surrenders small tickets
to a crowded group of acrobats. A deep pile
carpet muffles sound. I climb to an adjacent
corridor, tilted towards an iron memorial.
At the top it opens to the sky;
the most beautiful bookshop in London.
On another note, I’m really looking forward to volunteering as part of Creativity Works Summer Creative Wellbeing Challenge.