Some Alternative Uses for Love Letters

I have shoeboxes full of old love letters from years past that I cannot bring myself to throw away, mostly just because they're love letters. I don't read them anymore or have much of a present-day positive connection to those who wrote them. I preserve them because they are love letters and some of them are even handwritten and who can easily bring herself to throw away such handwritten, memory-laden, intimate documents, even if that intimacy itself is long gone?

Sometimes I get to thinking about possible alternative uses for these love letters-uses that would enable me to take advantage of them more creatively than allowing them to remain as detritus in a closed box. Sometimes I get to thinking if I opened those boxes, in what unique ways could I release my poor dear love letters?

It has crossed my mind that perhaps I ought to start mailing out old love letters to those who purchase poetry chapbooks from my indie small press, Blood Pudding Press. Yes, these would be love letters written to me, but so what? I think I would like to receive a love letter written to someone else, partly due to vicarious titillating thrill and partly just because it's a handwritten document. I enjoy the idea of such documents being scattered or disseminated in a way that seems more meaningful than burning them or throwing them into a garbage pit.

It has also crossed my mind that it might seem disrespectful or inconsiderate to those who wrote me these love letters to suddenly start disseminating them in such a way, unbeknownst to them, but then again, they are MY letters and I can do with them as I choose. Those who wrote them don't have much if any contact with me anymore, probably don't love me anymore, probably don't even think about me much anymore, and most likely would never find out that their missives were floating around out there like little paper boats or paper airplanes or scrap paper or masturbatory fodder or poetic raw material or whatever the case may be. They may not have intended for their letters to be used in such a manner, but what DID they intend? Whatever their intent when these missives were penned, such intentions are now obsolete. Perhaps it is time for old intentions to be relinquished and new intentions to be imparted.

Even if I do decide I'm not overly concerned with being respectful or considerate of the current versions of these love letter writers, I do still want to be respectful of their past incarnations, my own memories, and the preservation of positive aspects of those memories. But are those memories being best preserved by storing them in shoeboxes that I never even open anymore? Especially since I am a writer/artist, wouldn't they be better preserved if I made use of them in my art?

Of course, certain aspects of my memories have already infused my art, but those were the psychic remnants. What about the physical artifacts? I could mail them out, I could slip them into library books, I could fold them into mail slots, I could cut them into smaller pieces and construct collages out of them, I could orchestrate some kind of a love letter swap...

Or perhaps the love letters should not be the focal point of an art project, but should instead be more like a back drop. Maybe I should make paper out of them-reduce them to pulp and then mix them with plant fibers. Maybe I should use them as printer paper or otherwise write/type/print new words on top of the old words. Maybe I should construct love letter cover art. Maybe preserving them in pieces rather than intact would be preferable.

I imagine that some people might be a bit horrified by these thoughts, but I'll admit to being one of those writer types who feels that everything from my life may be channeled into my writing, if I choose to do so. Furthermore, I'll admit to being a voyeur of sorts and so the idea of combining poetry and voyeurism into one project definitely holds some appeal for me. Personal poetry and intimate ephemera sounds like a lovely combination to me.

Also, I think that there are different kinds of sacrosanctity; different perspectives re: what is or is not respectful. Personally, I would much rather have my ex-lovers disseminate or distribute my old love letters as opposed to merely throwing them away. I'm sure there is a good amount of passion in those letters and I would like for it to be directed into a realm that offers more possibilities than a garbage can.

Personally, I think that dissemination of or creation from would be a more respectful, fitting, and celebratory way to honor love letters rather than destroying them. Creating something from them strikes me as a better way to honor memories.

Creating some sort of love letter tributary could be a delightful tribute indeed.