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Random Acts of Poetry

One of the ways that Merriam-Webster defines random is “a haphazard course; lacking a definite plan, purpose, or pattern.”

I suppose, for many things (like asteroids hitting the earth, for instance) that definition works. I would be sad to learn that asteroids crashed into the earth in a more systematic way, and with particular targets in mind. With intention we could say. But in other cases, I like to think that random is not so random. That comes to be with a little less haphazard, a little more intention. Like with poetry, for instance.

Random Acts of Poetry Day.

Every year, people around the world, whether poets or readers or this-is-the-first-time-I’ve-been-near-a-poem kinds of people, take a little less haphazard, though still quite random in its way, approach to poetry. And they find ways to infuse the world around them with it in some of the most unexpected ways.

The world celebrated this random day last week. Here are a few of our favorite random acts:

Bethany left poetry just lying around. More or less randomly.

The City of St. Louis called in the Poet Laureate for what was, I’m sure, a random appearance.

OEV Grocer made poetry from (does it get more random than this?) celery.

I’m not sure if I’d rather go with the randomness of sheep reciting poems, or the randomness of one more iteration of a William Carlos Williams fan “just-saying.”

While over in Ireland, randomly opening a page turns out to be anything but. Or does it?

And a (possibly random) airport in Wisconsin pulled haphazard travelers into their random plot.

Speaking of pulling, um, travelers into a plot web, the poetic spider was spinning.

But, for my random part, I’m partial to the tarts (all the way from Hong Kong).

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This #RandomActsOfPoetryDay, we've decided to put our inner poet to the test. Smash that like button if you think we made it (fingers crossed 🤞) ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ *𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭*⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ 𝘞𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 ⁣⁣ 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘷𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸⁣⁣ 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵⁣⁣ 𝘚𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘨 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸⁣⁣ 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦! ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ #taicheongsg #poetryatitsfinest #nothaiku

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I used to be a claims adjuster, helping people and insurance companies make sense of loss. Now, I train other folks with ladders and tape measures to go and do likewise. Sometimes, when I’m not scaling small buildings or crunching numbers with my bare hands, I read Keats upside down. My first novel is Adjustments.

Comments

  1. L.L. Barkat says

    The airport participation makes me so happy. We’d always envisioned some kind of “transport” element (in the 5 Vital Approaches). This is perfect!

    And the sheep are too cute. 🙂

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