From Ross Gay's website.
It's called Mondays are Free (paid versions get daily writing prompts) here's the third free prompt:
Write a poem that takes at least three cues (it could be the tone, the number of lines, an image, a sonic element) from Robert Hayden’s “Those Winter Sundays,” including—this one is mandatory!—the line, “what did I know, what did I know.”
I wasn't born to do this
Work, pay bills, stress, die
I was born to wander, lost and found
Rocky paths, unmarked switchgrass underfoot
Yet here I remain, tethered to a desk
Panic stricken at losing a job I don't want
Nowhere to hide from a politician I didn't want
All to pay for things I do not want
What happens to you dictates your want
What did I know, what did I know
Youth wasted on meaningless jobs
Instead of wandering, writing and singing
Stay in the moment they say
I'm not ok but I'll be alright
So, this terrible poem was created on the spot, forgive me. I borrowed the number of lines, the tone (maybe) and the mandatory borrowed line.
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