The Found Poetry Project

Gravity and wrinkles
that come with aging
are fine with me.

It means nothing
compared to the new wisdom
inside my head and heart.

It’s the best time
of my life. I don’t think
I’ve ever been happier.

If my breasts fall
to the floor and everything
starts to sag,

hideous and gross,
I won’t worry.

I’ll just stop appearing
in front of the camera.

____________

Quote by Drew Barrymore
www.msnbc.msn.com
“Tabloid Tidbits,” 1/12/09

Found by Megan O’Reilly Green
Los Angeles, CA

I can confirm, from personal experience, that
post-traumatic stress can be alleviated by Tetris.
Having had two nervous breakdowns in the last
                                five years, I needed to find
                                some way of suppressing
                                my thoughts. Not being a

drinker, I was fortun
ate to stumble across
the distraction of Tet
ris—which I played night and day for many mon
ths. It requires such extensive spatial and visual
brainpower that it disengages my capacity for ver

bal thought
and brings
relief from
anxiety—
until such
time as ex

                  haustion overtakes
                  me. Upon waking
                  from my restless s
                  leep, I turn immed
                  iately to the Tetris
I keep on my bedside table, whi
ch provides further relief until I

                                                pass
                                                out a
                                                gain.

__________

Written by Ruth Hill
New Scientist, 21 Feb 2009, page 25
“Tetris to the Rescue,” Opinion Letters

Found by Timothy Green
Los Angeles, CA

And I love him too.
Even when I’m still mad at him
because of something he said two years ago.

Even when he wasn’t
listening to a goddamn
word I just said.

Even when he asks me to iron something
three minutes before we’re
supposed to be out the door.

Even in the midst of a fight,
even mad or frustrated or hurt,
still I love him

deep and fierce and unchanging,
love like a backbone,
the frame on which all else is built.

Because that, I think, is what love is,
what marriage is, maybe,
in the essential sense of the word:

the soft place for everything else to fall,
the place where everything bitter and temporary
is absorbed and muted.

Love is savvy and true,
not swayed
by the slick salesman of fear.

Love has perspective.
Love purposes.

__________

Written by Megan O’Reilly Green
Private Blog
“on marriage,” 12/13/08

Found by Faith Stringer
Bryan, TX

I always think of
my old running buddy
in early ’90s New York,
Jeff Buckley.

God bless him –
and us,
for having briefly shared
the world with him –

but his songwriting,
in general
just wasn’t as strong
as his ability to get inside
somebody else’s songs.

However transcendent
his version of “Hallelujah” might be,
there was no way he
was going to put out an album
full of ‘em –

there’s no dough in it,
and even geniuses have landlords.

__________

Written by Mike Doughty
Myspace Blog
“Happy Isolation Lunchbox Land,” 2/15/09

Found by Faith Stringer
Bryan, TX

look north
you see

clear cuts sweeping
over the shoulders

of mountains
erased

bare ground
exposed

creeks
choked

the latest version
of timber management

__________

Written by Douglas H. Chadwick
National Geographic, Vol. 203, No. 2, p. 117
“Pacific Suite,” February, 2003

Found by Sandra Leigh
Nanaimo, B.C., Canada
(now camped at Isla Aguada, Campeche, Mexico)