From Google and text messages to interactive haikus and a jazz attack, poetry is cropping up in unexpected places – and sometimes attracting death threats
I RECENTLY played a poem. It featured a hyperactive sun, mutant ladybirds and a rotating paper clip. There was text, too, although some of it had to be searched for. I bumped my avatar into a flashing bomb and these lines appeared: “one sunday morning/ the strength team exploded/ hot water bags/ with their convictions.”
Welcome to the world of digital poetry, where words shift, combine with images and sound, and respond to the click of…
