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This book is about the poetry people carry around inside themselves all day, everyday, but do not talk about. Every Sunday, from May to November, dozens and dozens of stalls line South Pearl Street in Denver, Colorado for the weekly farmer's market. Amidst the smells and music, each tent offers something delicious, unique, fresh or beautiful. The many vendors with their work up for display, seem animated and excited to share this piece of their life with others. Without fail, each tent sports a big sign explaining what they offer to draw people in. Propped up in the shade of two Honey Locust…mehr

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This book is about the poetry people carry around inside themselves all day, everyday, but do not talk about. Every Sunday, from May to November, dozens and dozens of stalls line South Pearl Street in Denver, Colorado for the weekly farmer's market. Amidst the smells and music, each tent offers something delicious, unique, fresh or beautiful. The many vendors with their work up for display, seem animated and excited to share this piece of their life with others. Without fail, each tent sports a big sign explaining what they offer to draw people in. Propped up in the shade of two Honey Locust trees is something different: a little table, a little chair, and a little paper sign. Taped to the table, the paper sign is in marker: Give a prompt. Get a poem. Donate if it feels good. People stare, smile, move on. Some linger, think, chat. Others know immediately what they need and simply place their order. But inevitably, the prompts come in: Bumblebees in Love Fate Cheese Letting Go A Frog Eating Ice Cream Life in Your Twenties A Tortoise Shell Cat Named: Rude Nature ? Spring Prompts come from groups, from individuals, from kids and grandparents. They come from happy people, lost people, grieving people - people who seem surprised they're asking for a poem at all. They give prompts about the future, about the past, about someone far away. Prompts about dragons and flowers and God and healing. Quite often, people ask 'how it works.' So far, only three rules have become necessary: One, you must provide the prompt. Two, a love poem for someone else will not be written. You should write it! Three, it's good that people love their dogs, but everyone loves their dog. If you want a poem about your dog, it's $50 (pricing subject to change). Eventually, they select their prompt, a delivery time is set, and they walk away. Then more typing. Typically, their prompt becomes their title, and each prompt gets ten to fifteen minutes of writing - depending on how chatty the market is that day. Eventually, the 'promptee' returns and then they listen to their poem.