Jeremy Giles – Grass Field We Named Beach

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Like a fistful of sand scattered across white space, poet Jeremy Giles leans into experimentalism in his poem “Grass Field We Named Beach”. In a fragmented sedimentary form of postmodernism, “Grass Field We Named Beach” is a beautiful example of “found poetry”, sourced from the author’s own prose. Amidst virbant imagery of flamingos and sweet meringue, sorrow seasons the poem like spice. Jeremy informed The Dewdrop, “‘Grass Field We Named Beach’ is an experimental white-out of my own climate fiction poem taking place in a field nicknamed ‘the beach.'”

Grass Field We Named Beach

———-Grass field————————-Beach———-ear to———-ground
—————–cars
————————————————————————————————-distant
—–waves————-crying at night——-vision blurry
buildings————————stars over————————–ocean
Beach——————————————-flamingos———-100 pink birds
———–plastic——thick yellow bills———-metal sticks————legs stabbing
—–I wanted to grab———-bag of——meringues——-hand
————————————————————————————–turned
——————————————————————————————–batter over my head
———–“it won’t fall!”———–didn’t——promise to trust————forever
——–said——friends———–saw————————————————amazing we went
————————giddy—————meringue————teflon—————–they were dancing
———-among——-flamingos—————————-Brightside——–Killers
“We have cookies”—————————————————————“Here’s something amazing!”
———–flamingo——punted———-forgotten meringues——-watched
——————————————————————————————-flamingos dented by shoeprints
—————————————————-reaching———–brick roof————-leg falling back
——————————————————————————————————————–a shooting star

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