She is deadly
and beautiful to watch.
shadowboxing, born. best
of children. seemingly
abandoned. it is hard
to understand
how it was back then, (how)
discipline comes from
love. The Sun translates keys
to unlocking these doors
as petals
of the mei hua, the plum
blossom; uses
small steps,
the power
of the elbow. maybe
too much.
the tenth muse 
Very nice found poem.
Thanks!
Not exactly sure what a found poem is, but I’m glad I found this.
Mosk, “found” means the actual words (except for the parenthetical “how” in this case, and the title) came from somewhere else. I took all the other words, and in more than one case whole lines, from a kinda random article in a kung-fu magazine. 🙂 The link to the workshop probably explains it more coherently. You know what they say: mediocre poets borrow, great poets steal. 😉
fascinating that this is a found poem…it scans likely…deadly and beautiful go together often in life eh? smiles. how discipline comes from love is another line that sticks…
interesting that you picked out two lines that i actually lifted verbatim. *smiles* thanks for dropping by, b.
for me this has something palpable sad… i wonder about her history and what made her who she is…great title…
thanks, claudia. i think the title is one of my favorite things about it, too. and i like that the “she” is nebulous… the original article had references to growing up in China under the regime of Chairman Mao… and even though there was no “she” in it, i think that colored the whole poem.
great stuff
thank! 🙂
This ‘found poem’ is quite a find this morning!! Interesting concept.
Thank you, Mary. 😉
“She is deadly
and beautiful to watch.
shadowboxing, born. best
of children. seemingly
abandoned.” Successful use of random lines. Very nice.
Thank you!
A found poem but your creative pen lifts it up to something different ~ Love the textures specially –
shadowboxing, born. best
of children. seemingly
abandoned.
Happy to have stumbled in your blog ~
thanks, Grace! it was fun pulling out these lines & finding something entirely different within them. 🙂
‘(how)
discipline comes from
love.’ ~ interesting thought
there’s definitely a line to be drawn there, though.
Definitely an excellent find.
*curtsies* thanks, Anthony!
Thanks for introducing us for this ‘found’ poem, Joanna, and for writing such a beautiful one!
and thank you for stopping by, Gabriella! 🙂
loved the title… loved the poem… loved the mystery behind the words
🙂 🙂
Good job of finding a consistently mysterious mood for this found poem!
Thanks, Marina!
Wonderfully found.. just like everything of beauty we have to know were to look to find beauty.
i think the trick is to find beauty where many do not, and bring it to the light. that should be part of the job description for “poet.” 🙂
Love the mix of beauty, discipline and culture whether the flower is her or she is the flower.
thank you, colleen.
I have seen this technique before. This is one of the better examples I have read.
woe– thanks! it was a first-time workshop exercise for me; fun to do and worth re-visiting, i think.
Dear Joanna, I liked your found poem. 🙂 I happen to be running an online found poetry collaboration via my site ArtiPeeps (a collaborative creativity site for emerging creatives from all disciplines) during March-May and I was wondering if you might like to join the collaboration? Another 3 poets are taking part. I’m firming creatives’ involvement by the middle of next week so do let me know, and then I can send you details. All good wishes. Nicky Mortlock (director of ArtiPeeps) . P.S. There’s no pressure attached to this.
Nicky, would love to be involved. Send me an email with details? Seems like a great group you have over there. Thanks!!
Joanna, Great! I’ll wing you an email over the weekend. dotteressa.joanna@hotmail.com Is that correct? All good wishes, Nicky
Cool, Nicky. 🙂 You’re close on the email: dottoressa.joanna@hotmail.com 🙂 Thanks again!
Must be fun to find and recreate. Lovely.
It is indeed! 🙂 thanks, lady!