It’s hard to say exactly how my scroll came to be what it is. I found a picture book of the 1960s at Bookthing this weekend and started trying to make stuff out of that. I wound up with a scroll. I wrote a poem containing the word “lost” and planned to use white out to write the poem on the scroill. That didn’t work out. I threw words and streaks and splashes across the scroll obscuring the image and wrote the poem in the middle.
It’s enjoyable to write a poem without binding myself to a traditional “page”. It’s a good way to try things out. I decided I had never written a poem the way Anne Waldman writes poems so I did, repeating words and phrases in a kind of circular motion. Her poems are like the ocean or the way the world feels when it’s about to spin off of its axis. I wanted to catch a little of that kind of energy.
Then I revised the poem to fit on the scroll.