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Recycling words poetry challenge : Rules

go to the bookshelf pick a book at random
flick to a page at random
copy the page be it by photocopy photograph or scan
edit out words in such a way that you create a new written visual literature piece
upload it
in the artist comments reference the book you used ( and if possible the page number)

the challenge - create one a day for a month


Text taken from: Notes from a small island - Bill Bryson - page 144

Thunder,
And a moment later, rain spattered the street
like ball-bearings
Rain battered madly
And rushed in torrents along the road
In and endless clatter
It sounded like tap-dancing.





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