Finding Poetry in Potter

As this is being posted, present Talia is at the Midlebury Language Schools. In the meantime, I (Past Talia) shall tell you about one of the projects I did at MISTI-Con. There were lots of awesome panels and people and it was just genuine fun, but one I particularly enjoyed was 'Finding Poetry in Potter' were we were given chapters of Harry Potter books that were separated from the bindings (which was a bit painful to see) and we proceeded to cross out random words so that we could create poems. This has been a tradition for some time, and while it hurt to maul the book in such a way, it was kinda fun too. Both of my poems were from Chapter 22 of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban and since I messed up using the sharpie and changed the conjugations of some of the words, I am not going to post the pictures. I have typed up the results though, and so you can enjoy them below.

P.S. 

Is it my fault? Excited,

keeping him uncertain?

Surprised, do'you reckon?

"He's mine," I read and reread,

stepping back from the barrier,

suspicions confirmed

(in his usual fashion)

snarling, staring, clutching.

Forever unhappy.

Dignified Disapproval

It was addessed "Dear."

I hope this finds you

I don't know whether

you're used to hiding.

I won't tell you,

in case this falls

into the wrong hands.

Some doubt the best

I believe they haven't a hope.

There something I

never got around

to telling you.

It was I, who seemed

to think it was worth

the fright.

I had only hoped

to catch a glimpse

before starting

my journey.

But I think the sight

of me closed something.

Send word.

And I will give it all.

Happily.

Feel free to share these with anyone you think would enjoy them, but I would appreciate credit for my creative efforts. 

Cheers,
Talia

Note: Because of an accident in the publishing schedule for this blog, this was posted on tumblr on June 20th, instead of my Bread Loaf Evaluations post.