Bubble freedom
We're poeting in our bubble this issue #246 of your weekly poetry shot
She twists her face
into a mask expressing
extreme pain or joy -
or both.
Just as I like to do
when (silently) singing,
lost in a bubble shaped
by my favourite tunes.
I look away,
and capture the moment.
In the shower, or anywhere else where you may feel like you are alone, I'm sure you are doing what I regularly do at these moments as well: sing your heart out. Maybe sometimes even pretending you are on a stage in a full stadium. Or theatre. Or the local club. And doing that, you might, like me, pretend you are really feeling all the emotions the song you may feel. Sometimes, also like me, you might loose yourself in a public place, imagining you are safe, forgetting your bubble is not as private as you maybe want it to be.
In the train this morning, a lady was doing precisely that. So I captured it in a poem.
Which songs do you love to sing in your bubble?
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We had a wonderful conversation in the poetry channel on Farcaster about the relationship of poetry and AI. Of course, I thought a lot about Sasha Stiles. This is a great talk she did about her work.
Your weekly poetry shot is all about being in your bubble today. And expands on the conversation we had in the channel about poetry and AI. Enjoy the read: https://paragraph.com/@trpplffct/bubble-freedom
In the latest blog, @arjantupan captures the essence of singing in solitude, whether in the shower or amidst strangers. The act of losing oneself in song can evoke genuine emotions, as showcased by a moment observed on the train. What tunes bring out your inner performer?