Poetry for Strangers is about finding inspiration in community, in people, in the chance encounters of everyday life. PFS suggests that every person can be a “muse” of a poem. Every week of this year I will ask a stranger for a single word and then write a poem inspired by the word. I invite you to do the same.

Share your poem on this week’s word!



 

I was on a weeknight date with my husband when we bumped into Becka, who was hanging out with a mutual friend. During our introduction it became apparent that Becka loves words and so I asked her for one. “I’ll give you my favorite made-up word!” she said.

The Stranger: Becka

Her Word: Frazzlefluff

The poem I wrote:

Some days no words are right,
and I am lost
on language – the bridge
between us breaks
without a way
to describe it and we are running
far too fast to stop:
I want to say
something, there is nothing
to say, so frazzlefluff,
glomegurr, toddalan,
kiss me, kiss me, kiss me.

The Challenge: Do you have a poem in you on this word? Write one here.