In my book Saturdays at the Imaginarium there’s a poem called ‘The Poetry Guerrilla’ featuring a mysterious character who sneaks poems into unusual places for people to find – inside a boiled egg, etched onto an aspirin, etc.
I was really chuffed when a school in London got in touch to say that the poem had inspired them to create their own guerrilla poetry project, and that got me thinking about some of the amazing things I’ve come across since I started getting interested in poetry guerrilla-ing. I wrote about a a few of them in a recent blog for the Children’s Poetry Summit, which you can check out here: https://childrenspoetrysummit.com/2021/09/30/shauna-darling-robertson-guerrilla-poetry
Perhaps there’s something in there that might inspire some guerrilla tactics of your own…?
Shauna Darling Robertson 