Today's Poetry Jam prompt is LETTERS. Letter writing is becoming a lost art, isn't it? I still have in my possession letters I wrote to my parents when I went to college. What a treasure they are now.
I used to write letters to various pen pals I had in Europe. I was so excited when I found a letter from a pen pal in my home mailbox, and I wasted no time writing back. And when I put my letter to a pen pal in the mailbox, I knew that it would be at least two weeks before I could possibly hear back again. I loved writing and receiving letters. How about you? (Today I am still in touch with one of these pen friends, but instead of letters we either write emails or speak in instant messages. How time has changed! And there are no more hard copies.)
I wonder if people write love letters any more, or if they communicate love only in email or in text messages. I wonder if this has the same feeling as actually HOLDING a love letter in hand did. Somehow I don't think so. I wonder if anyone really writes hand-written letters anymore for any reason. Will handwriting soon be a lost art? I know I personally savor individual handwritten letters or cards when I receive them in the mail. They are rare in this day and age when most mail seems to be advertisements or bills.
My preference for this challenge would be that you write your poem in the form of a letter or perhaps a letter and its response. The letter can be to anyone: real, imaginary, living, dead, a family member, a historical person.You can, of course, invent a situation and write a letter or letters. If you choose to also write a poetic letter response, that is up to you as well.
Or, another option, if you don't want to write your poem as a letter, then at least write a poem that includes letters somehow. What has your relationship been with letters over the years? What are the most meaningful letters you have received? Sent? Etc.
I will be looking forward to reading and commenting on your poetry this week. I also would like to encourage those who link their poems to visit othes who share their poems. That is the fun, isn't it? "Visiting" others and being "visited' in return!
Mary who resides much of the time at In the Corner of My Eye.