This post is part of a series of weekly found poetry prompts. If you have an idea for a found poetry source, email Senior Poetry Editor Beth Ayer.
We’ve also asked our writers to name some of their favorite stories, and we’ll be sharing those as well. If you follow The New Yorker on Facebook or Twitter, you’ll learn about a new archive piece each day (and about new pieces as they’re published). All of these stories, whether they’re from the thirties or the eighties, are being presented in a new, streamlined format that’s a pleasure to read.
Read more about the concept behind the summer archive here.
Prompt: Have at it.