Weird, I know - but for someone who's spent the majority of their childhood locked away (figuratively) within their own head, it's amazing how technology can actually inspire you to peek out and take a look at the view. However, the same was said for Pokemon Go in a similar way - people were incentivized to leave their house more often, visit places they hadn't been before and even strike up a conversation with someone who clearly was involved in the game.
When I've been looking for places to take poetry pictures, I've noticed things that I wouldn't have before. I wasn't one for taking photos when I was younger (something I do regret, looking back on it) - with the excuse that I wanted to experience things in the moment. The truth is, however, that my observation skills were pretty poor. I shamefully didn't even know there were old phoneboxes outside my flat, despite having lived here for years:
I'm not one to be inspired by their surroundings - or at least, until I wrote (AR) poetry. When you use the same words with a different scene and energy, you can feel the words distort and shift under - it's not as constrained by context as maybe some other mediums are. With AR poetry, I don't want to just put out words for the sake of novelty - I want to utilise the positives of the medium.
This also helped me with my mental health. Last year was a series of ups and downs mentally, which seeped into the present. I found it hard to go outside if it were not "compulsory" to do so - and the excitement of going outside and filming a poem overrode the anxiety, albeit temporarily. Again, it was a case of truly going outside - not locked down in my thoughts - and actually observing the world outside of myself and my fears:
Maybe it's a happy medium of mediation; where you look up from a page and see the world around you, but to have it shaped and directed by the words themselves? Perhaps it's like an oral performance where the words held in suspension, allowing you to inspect them at your leisure? Maybe it's a way to have the landscape speak and have the "author" silent? Is it a posthuman poem?
These are just a few questions I'll be exploring within Poetal and beyond!