Remember, this is just for fun and is not meant to be stressful.
Keep in mind what Molly Peacock’s books suggested. Look at a line, a stanza, sentences, and images; describe what you like or don’t like; and offer an opinion. If you missed my review of her book, check it out here.
Today’s poem is from Michael Robbins’ Alien vs. Predator:
To the Break of Dawn I wandered lonely as Jay-Z after the Fat Boys called it quits, before the rapper from Mobb Deep met up with the Alchemist. I wandered lonely all along The Watchtower's office front in Dumbo, then across the bridge that tempts the bedlamite to song. From here you could've seen what planes can do with luck and delta-v as that fire-fangled morning jingle-jangled helter-skelterly. From your gravity fails to whoops there goes gravity, from Celine to Celan, from "Turn the Beat Around" to And the Band Played On, from the Live Free or Die of plates from New Hampshire to Musidora vamping her way through Les Vampires, from It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back to Daydream Nation, from Station to Station, I take this cadence from the spinning plates where the DJ plots the needle's fall. I take it, and I give it back again to the dollar dollar bill and the yes yes y'all.
What do you think?