Saturday Night at the Movies (Found Poetry)

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I’m not sure if this works but I used the same article I used for the erasure poem of the same name. Compare the two and see what you think.

Found poetry is created by taking words, phrases, and sometimes whole passages from other sources and reframing them as poetry by making changes in spacing and lines, or by adding or deleting text, thus imparting new meaning.

Saturday night
was a big night at the drive-in.
Kids wandered around
in pyjamas until they crashed
full of chips, Pluto pups and fizzy drinks.
Teenagers got up to all kinds of mischief;
more than parents feared.

Patrons spent hours lounging
in camping chairs while
washing down takeaway meals
and snacks with beer.
Mattresses were thrown
in the back of utes and station wagons
for children
or lovers.

Everyone went to the drive-in.
Like stubbies and thongs,
it was made for Queensland.
Australia was outdoors
and mozzies,
the occasional storm,
and fogged windscreens
couldn’t dampen the night.

The screens have slowly darkened
and sites have been devoured
by mansions that sprawl where
cars once lined up.
Kids sat propped up on pillows to peer
over mum and dad’s shoulders.
Now they sprawl in front of a
smaller screen.

Copyright © January 2013 Norma Martiri

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