Found Poetry in The
Grapes of Wrath
In Chapter Six of Farm:
A Multimodal Reader the authors discuss found poetry in the inter-chapters
of John Steinbeck’s The Grapes of Wrath. Found poetry is writing a passage of prose
out in poetry form. I chose prose from
Chapter 7 for my poem.
A Hundred Jalopies
Hot sun on rusted
metal,
Oil on the ground.
Tires, used, bruised tires,
Stacked in tall cylinders.
Got a Lincoln ’24.
There’s a car.
Radiator cleaner?
Spark intensifier?
Wipers, fan belts, gaskets?
Spattering roar of ancient engines.
Row on row, headlights
glinting in the afternoon sun.
Good Used Cars.
Oil on the ground.
Tires, used, bruised tires,
Stacked in tall cylinders.
Got a Lincoln ’24.
There’s a car.
Radiator cleaner?
Spark intensifier?
Wipers, fan belts, gaskets?
Spattering roar of ancient engines.
Row on row, headlights
glinting in the afternoon sun.
Good Used Cars.
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