These poems came to me, and I let them out. In a way, there is nothing of mine in them, apart from their humanity.
I wrote these poems using automatic writing, but with a difference: each time I used automatic writing before, I was deeply connected to my own conscious experience. Now, I’ve stepped away from the center, shifted my weight to a place where my name wasn’t present, and gathered everything I wanted to emerge in rhythm and words.
Perhaps one of the highest expressions of language is that which is not solely tied to its material and practical utility, but to the pure beauty of existing for its own sake.
Here I share with you some tips to do the same, in case you want to try this beautiful kind of poetry at home.
How to Let Poetry Speak Through You
A) Using your body helps: move, play, and find the rhythm in your own body. It helps you avoid linear, coherent, logical thinking.
B) Judgment makes the words disappear: let them surface without resistance.
C) Poems are meant to be read aloud, as they are also songs. Words already know where they belong, but it’s up to you to give them space.
D) Sometimes several words want to emerge or can fit in the same place: try them all without dismissing any. You’ll know which one the poem needs.
E) Words can rhyme in many ways—be creative with the sounds and don’t feel bound by rules.
F) It’s common for everything to come all at once, like a spring. Write it down quickly, even if you want to refine it later.
G) Have fun.
What Else?
I wrote this book in collaboration with ChatGPT, asking them what logical meaning they could gather from these surrealist poems.
Their interpretations surprised me, and I enjoyed challenging their logical mind to make sense of chaos according to the parameters of common sense.
Perhaps all our expressions have something to say, and I would dare to suggest that our greatest truth lies within the depths of absurdity.
I encourage you to do the same, whether as a form of creation or self-exploration… I’m sure the creative child within all of us is eager for an invitation to play.
© Serena Santiago 2024-09-25