In the words of my -Great Aunt Ella ( I attempt the Persona Poem)
This is a story often told as a child growing up- I never met my Great Aunt God rest her soul.
“S-O-B treat me like that I’d kill-em all over again!
And If ya wanna go to hell-let’s travel!
He kept makin- that uh-noise
so I’se kept stitching me -dress.
I called the coroner office -as soon as he stopped.
I’ve,never seen a man raise -his hand to a woman and live –
not while I’m good and
Today, I challenge you to write a persona poem – a poem in the voice of someone else. Your persona could be a mythological or fictional character, a historical figure, or even an inanimate object. Need some examples? Check out this persona-poem-themed issue of Poemeleon from a few years back.