Week Two: curtain, accent, mushroom, tea + next week's words

Thanks, everybody, for sending us your poems! We love playing with you, and getting such a great response right away.


One poet added this to our notion of ink:


Dark pools spill through the city
with letters and letters and words and words


Check out these offerings from our very first collaborative round:


death dirge that blurs distinction
between propaganda and boots
filling with blood                                (curtain)


putting a dress on a disaster site
lost oars washing up                                    (curtain)


a thin knitted dress
to wear round your tongue         (accent)


the wide brimmed hat
that forgot its other leg                      (mushroom)


porcelain dust from broken plates
eye lashes
dots fallen from over the 'i'
all soaking together in the sun.                   (tea)


straw and feet
making a sieve of your sweetest parts                (tea)



This is exciting stuff. Please keep sending your poems (of seven lines or less), even if we didn't post them this week, to your poet comrades at inkandfamine@gmail.com! And tell all your friends. This week's words (with thanks to one of our poets for inspiration) are:

human        worm        hunter        deceit

Tune in next Monday to see what we've posted, and thanks for helping us build the poets' lexicon.

Love and hairy bacon,

Ink and Famine