Theatre and book reviews by Janice Dempsey
I thought I would experiment a bit with 'found' poetry. The poem below is the result of flipping through the TV channels at about 6pm and jotting down lines that caught my ear. I haven't edited the words, just the order of the lines and the result is a slightly mystifying but intriguing account of the world. I had some trouble with TV reception on one of the channels and decided to build that in - you'll spot where, I'm sure.
The picture, a drawing I once made, seemed suitably strange to go with the poem.