You know that feeling you get ... that you got ... when you were a little kid and were so surprised at something so cool all you could do was say, Oh! ? That's me when I saw a link to a review of an art exhibit by visual poet Margaret Ong.
Visual Poet...I didn't even know such an art existed...and, yet I did because I have been growing as a visual poet for some time, not understanding that there is a name for my urge to play with words on a page with paint and glue and rubber stamps and even a sewing machine.
I'm a happy beginner. Margaret Ong is a master. Come on-- let's go see some of her work!
Start by clicking on this article by John Yau in Hypoallergenic
(Yau, John. “A Poet-Artist Looks to the Stars.” Hyperallergic, 6 Aug. 2021, https://hyperallergic.com/667278/monica-ong-poet-artist-looks-to-the-stars/.) .
As you can imagine, I started taking in Ong's work...and haven't stopped--likely never will. I have so much to learn. Ong's current exhibit in Chicago is also star-based. Isn't that the best? Now, I have to figure out a way to see her art in person.
The image below is a visual poem draft of words found John Yau's article (
to arrange as a found poem.
|visual poem draft -- Linda Mitchell May '22|
I was a bit behind on the star padlet...but am caught up. Hooray! Nothing fancy...just two haiku that make me happy.
Thank you, Rose at Imagine the Possibilities for hosting this week's Poetry Friday round-up.