Poetry, the original banner ad, is having a moment right now. After all, it’s an easy way to record—and attempt to make sense of—the bananas times we’re living in. Also: making art is a great stress reliever, and we’ll take that sweet, sweet hit of serotonin any way we can get it.
The written word’s an especially space-efficient coping mechanism since it only requires the Notes app on your phone—you know, the device that’s already glued to your hand/eyes 17.75 hours a day (no judgment here).
If you need inspiration, check your inbox. This poem hit the big time (no more using the phrase “going viral” in the midst of a pandemic, please) for being constructed solely from lines found in brand emails.
All of which sparked this series of haikus, inspired by my life as a parent working from home:
Can we all agree:
Showering every day
Please send alcohol.
Pretty please send alcohol.
Please send it right now.
I am so sorry,
I thought my mic was muted—
Yes, he did go poo.
Video turned off
My house looks like a war zone
I swear I am here.
If nothing else, let your kid skim this post and check off English class for the day.
Have an epic (the Beowulf meaning and other meaning) weekend, everybody!
—Your poets-who-know-it friends at Brokaw