Posts Tagged ‘experimental poetry’
Afterwards, Janet: A Murder Mystery in Speech Acts by Diana Manister
In submission on November 29, 2008 at 7:40 am
tHe mAgic typEwritEr (cleave poetics 5&6/19) by Dennis Kelly
In submission on November 8, 2008 at 6:53 amCLEAVE POETICS 5&6 of 19
5.
“This is very
unprovoked thought”
—Clark Coolidge,
Postmodern Poetry:
The Talisman Interviews
it opened—i caught it
versions left over—over the edge
they shifted—down the spinal cord
all the hyphens—slouching like cats
sniffing—soft paws on the carpet
here in the city—craning their necks
getting a good look—thru the gate
at the other—shape-shifter
6.
“the great
misunderstandings”
—Clark Coolidge,
Postmodern Poetry:
The Talisman Interviews
it comes here—i don’t know how
i say this—i’ve lost so much
planting hyphens—slanting it down
how it grows—nobody knows
beneath a—night sun moon
blackness—dark at high noon
it’s coming—undoing me
tHe mAgic typEwritEr (cleave poetics 3&4/19) by Dennis Kelly
In discussion, submission on November 6, 2008 at 7:31 amCLEAVE POETICS 3&4 of 19
3.
“the energy of word art”
—Clark Coolidge,
Postmodern Poetry:
The Talisman Interviews
cleaving—against it
seeing what—emerges
writing—three-ways
monsters—of the id
ghosts—of the ego
superego—doppelgangers
the body—as movie
dreaming—voyage imaginaire
provoking—poetry
i’m starved—i’m hungry
the way—poets eat poets
language—cleave du jour
4.
“wait and see
what emerges…”
—Clark Coolidge,
Postmodern Poetry:
The Talisman Interviews
what’s happening—with cleaves?
the difficulty—talking about them?
designing them—as 3 texts in one
suggesting that—their meaning
somehow comes—from a “complex”?
when actually—the artifice of cleaves
performs simultaneously—paraphrasing
the old surrealism—thru LangPo research
into a new reading—worthy to be
called American—parasurrealism…
Marrow, a 3 way cleave by Andrea Barton
In submission on October 30, 2008 at 7:36 am Marrow
The union between–at the core of us–the heart and the hand
a poet’s heart–is a gossamer strand–must work
and his hand–of steel–as one
is the fine gilt thread–binding love–to fuse poetry
of words–to loss–to feeling.
Maypole – a 6 way cleave by Andrea Barton
In submission on October 25, 2008 at 6:44 amA 6-way cleave by Andrea Barton - a concrete cleave? Here are her words: "this is a six way poem based on the cleave form. I'm going to wait and see if anyone can figure out the six ways in which this poem can be read..." Maypole The brightly colored - center - celebration of spring - of - ribbons held by - poems - this way colors - are - dancing girls - maypoles - that way twirling - driven - skipping twisting - into - light steps of children - the - laughter and hope - earth - in the sun and w a i t i n g
All Along the Campaign Trail! by Jennifer Siegel
In submission on October 23, 2008 at 6:59 amA personal political cleave poem by Jennifer Semple Siegel, seeded with Robert Louis Stevenson. (First appearance: here). All Along the Campaign Trail! In the other gardens -- On the endless networks And all up the vale, -- And all through cyberspace, From the autumn bonfires -- From Springtime surprises See the smoke trail! -- Now see how they placed! * Pleasant summer over -- Conventions now passed And all the summer flowers, -- And all summer potshots, The red fire blazes, -- O'Biden blazes hot, The grey smoke towers. -- McPalin does not. * Sing a song of seasons! -- Sing a song of absurdity! Something bright in all! -- All frightful in Fall! Flowers in the summer, -- Hucksters all through Summer, Fires in the fall! -- One winner nabs all! --Seed Poem: "Autumn Fires," Robert Louis Stevenson--
Dennis Kelly’s further thoughts on Cleave poetics
In discussion, submission on October 7, 2008 at 9:31 pm
CLEAVE POETICS For Phuoc-Tan, Diana, Laurie and Jennifer
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How to write a Cleave poem?
Write the horizontal poem first.
Cleave the poem into 2 vertical poems.
Cleave with hyphens—using your intuition.
The vertical poems are the zen payoff.
They’ll read choppy somewhat but intelligent.
The gestalt one feels is unique because it’s yours.
It’s your horizontal poem to begin with.
But the 2 vertical poems are spontaneous.
Like Mac Low’s diastic impromptu method.
Except the cleave method is quicker.
It’s more spontaneous and otherworldly.
Because it’s you confronting your double.
Your poetic doppelganger in the NOW.
The left hand & right hand poems are one.
They’re not discrete poems.
They’re the surprise Bingo that happens.
The left and right poems aren’t stitched together.
Hunting and picking for combos that fit…
Cleaving one poem into two—that’s the trick.
Not stitching two poems into one.
What I want is surprise, joy and wonder.
My way gives the poet a double-whammy.
Cleave collaboration for me is Translation.
Translating Pound’s Personae, for example.
Pound put his Anthology poems together for a reason.
They were his Imagist Manifesto.
He jump-started the Modernist Movement.
Eliot and Joyce did too. The three of them.
With Personae, The Waste Land and Ulysses.
But Pound did it somewhat differently.
Thru small discrete poems—rather than Long Poems.
The Waste Land = Long Elegy
Ulysses = Long Love Lyric Irish Fairy Tale
Pound wanted to embrace & extend the Past.
Eliot and Joyce as well… each did it differently.
Personae (1926) was Pound’s American Tree (Silliman).
LangPo Poetry grew once Silliman’s Anthology (1986) came out.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ron_Silliman
Personae is a thin little volume—an easy read.
The American Tree is thick—many machines on Ix.
Better than those on Richese?
How to start a Cleave Movement?
Call it CloPo or maybe CleavePo?
How about an Anthology?
An Anthology is like a Baseball Park.
Build it—and they will come.
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perfection
now—my little cleaves
let us—speak perfection
show—simplicity
let us—elegantly
tell—our little story
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—based on “Salvationists”
Ezra Pound’s Personae (1926)
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(“Come, my songs,
let us speak of perfection—
We shall get ourselves
rather disliked.”)
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Now let us show—let us tell.
Let our little cleaves speak perfection.
Simplicity—elegantly telling a story.
Each story—extemporaneous.
Each story—impromptu.
Each story—imbued with ad lib.
Each story—ours to show & tell.
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dennis kelly 9/23/2008
Submissions: Dennis Kelly
In submission on September 28, 2008 at 6:50 amCleave ‘Translations’ from Pound’s Personae (1925)
______cleavages
__is it poetry—or just a game
____creating—beautiful cleavages
these elegant—crossword puzzles
___three-way—entertaining
___labyrinths—mazes?
_______de jour
__scattered—fragments
not knowing—day to day
_tomorrow’s—menu
______split—pea soup
____cleave—de jour
____________mac low
_________—for laurie elaine
_________i studied—aleatoric poetry
___botticellian splits—mac low’s diastic
______doubling back—seed to source
carefully capitalizing—the key letters
___to form the name—diagonally down
_____a pretty effect—but I got bored
____not enough tho—give me estrangement
___cleaving is more—narratological
_not just two texts—seed & source
but three new texts—folding into one
_________origami—surprise kit
____official poetry
__light-hearted—i woke up
___in the wold—nonchalantly
_the magnolias—blooming
____stifled me—faint of breath
smothered me—the stench
______rotting—official poetry
___________anthology
_____________go—cleave-born book
________tell them—diamonds flake
______down there—where sapphires
____________burn—liquid emeralds fume
rubies red as blood—flow like lava
___________deep—down inside me
Submission: Diana Manister
In submission on September 28, 2008 at 6:36 amA Bawdy Poet Laureate Enjoying Naughty Nights
our dreams – disguises
_____relieve – our
_______days – null
_____nought – fraughts
Submission: selection of cleave poems from greatwriting.co.uk
In submission on September 28, 2008 at 6:31 amA selection of cleave poems from greatwriting.co.uk.
De-stressed-Distressed by John Bevan (aka Katanga)
__I’m certain that-I’m overtaxed
__stone-deaf, I’ll-need my ears waxed
________not hear-sometime soon
annoying noises-What a buffoon!
Feeling dies by Rachel Prudden (aka Rioka)
______this beautiful-feeling dies in me
________ally of mine-you can’t hurt me
_______reaching out-for your desire
__and freezing time-does not inspire
an aching heart but-tears in my eyes
_____for you I smile-though I should cry
The Circus by Brett Evans (aka Brett)
____The circus rolls-with joy and glee
__________into town-a novelty
___an ageing clown-shows its face
__proving youthful-without disgrace
__to such old jokes-we all connect
though his respect-through our neglect
_no longer chimes-of ancient rhymes.
Two visions: Ezekiel and Aphrodite by Brian Fone (aka patterjack)
_________Ezekiel saw a vision,-a gleaming godly vision,
____saw wheels within wheels-making the mind spin
_____spreading across the sky-as it slowly revealed itself
dazzling the enlightened man-with all its terrible beauty
__________sweeping him away-and took watcher, mind and body,
__from the reality around him-with its naked, shining splendour.
Submission: Andrea Barton
In submission on September 26, 2008 at 7:34 pm___________________Point of view
_________________I see - the same thing:
__________________you – through a different lens
_____________your eyes - blue, oceanic
______the way they look - a sea to one
they take in the distance - to another, sky
__________the center of - the you place
________________maybe – eyes wide
_______there aren’t any - hollower places;
____________starpoints – or pinpricks of light
_____________only you - through a different lens
_________________your – eyes, the way they look
_____________blue gaze - and the way you see.
Submission: Dennis Kelly
In submission on September 24, 2008 at 5:39 amA cleave ‘Translation’ from Pound’s Personae (1925)
___black panther
_the black—panther
_____sleeps—beneath
_the black—jungle sky
blackness—everywhere
except for—his dark green
________eyes—eyes
____closing—opening
Submission: Sue Millard
In submission on September 23, 2008 at 5:25 am_______________Escapism
_____high in the thin blue – the moon hangs static
a vapour trail slides south – brilliant in the dawn
________shunning winter – cold and enigmatic
____for summer freedom – she yearns
______yet earth’s gravity – escaping each year
her beginning and ending – a little further into space
Sue Millard: I have had three books published so far, One Fell Swoop, Against the Odds and Hoofprints in Eden (a 2-year project published by Hayloft). Pearl Wedding is self published, as is the second edition of One Fell Swoop. Others are in the pipeline or with publishers.
Recently I’ve also been doing a good deal of editing and proofing work for other writers, running various web forums on equestrian and literary subjects, and helping to start up a local rural writers’ group.
I’ve done quite a bit of writing for equestrian magazines over the years. However, I earn my living as a university lecturer and not as a writer; go figure.
I write to clarify thought and make it accessible, using poetic forms or prose as I think fit. I refuse to confuse, and I enjoy metrical and rhyming forms, all of which which probably excludes me from the modern poetic mainstream.
Cleave poem by Phuoc-Tan Diep
In submission on September 22, 2008 at 5:13 am
_________________________Steak and red wine
_______________The sirens whine-flames flash
_____and lights slice through smoke-heavy with the smell of steak
shrouding bodies littering the ground-charred at the edges.
__The policeman stalks a straight line-I swallow, I gulp
_____________________I wobble,-expensive
______________booze on my breath-red wine
______________and guilt in my guts-trying to conceal burnt meat.
Submission: Diana Manister
In submission on September 21, 2008 at 6:33 am
_____________The Zombie Problem
see:
Dancing with Mary Shelley and Henry James A Cleave Suite by Diana Manister
“I set a goal for this poem that I think uses the bilaterality of the form. I wanted each vertical reading to produce a different meaning, both of which blend into the third overall reading.” Diana Manister
Cleave poem submission by Andrea Barton
In submission on September 20, 2008 at 7:03 amWelcome Andrea to The Cleave. This poem shows how the Cleave can be a form of parallelism like the Psalms and Hebrew wisdom literature. If you feel inclined to more parallelism try this link on writing a psalm.
_______________Oh- my god:
_________give me - strength,
_____forbearance, - for another day
a life lived richly - with love
________and with - gratitude for
________what are - hard lessons
_____God’s plans - for me.
Andrea Barton teaches Creative Writing and Communications to high school students. Her own poetry was last published in the Lewis and Clark Literary Review. Most recently she was recognized as a notable new Staff Pick at the Gotpoetry? website under the alias, “HSTeech” where much of her current work can be found. She lives with her daughter and Chacha the Cat in the bucolic suburbia outside of Hartford, CT.
Cleave poem submission: tea and sympathy by Dennis Kelly
In submission on September 19, 2008 at 5:53 am___________tea and-sympathy
“the pictorial technique
of inserting a painting
within a painting
corresponds, in the world
of literature, to the
interpolation of a fiction
within another fiction”
—Jorge Luis Borges,
“When Fiction Lives in Fiction,”
Selected Nonfictions
________two poems-then three
_____living together-a family of one
_____endless stories-a house of mirrors
a whitman’s sampler-of little goodies
____little zen-jumps-bonjour gide genet borges
______zen + langpo=langcleave
mise en abîme detours-tres scheherazadesque
___z=e=n cleavages-to entertain guests
________sipping tea-with sympathy
Cleave poem submissions: Dennis Kelly’s thoughts on Cleave poetics
In discussion, submission on September 17, 2008 at 11:44 amHere are some of Dennis Kelly’s thoughts on Cleave poetry.
Any more thoughts?
_____cleave/manifesto
______—for Phuoc-Tan Diep
__________________thinking-differently
____________trying it once-trying it again
blasting the poetic public-with our new cleavages
_______cleaving that place-in their brains
they didn’t know existed!-where angels fear to tread!
____uncleaving ourselves-poetically speaking
_starting something new-not knowing where it’s going
_____trying all the doors-to find openings
________that cleave form-pushing our brains
___________paratactically-aesthetically
_____________cleave me!!!-cleave me!!!
_____LangClo Cleavage
___—for Phuoc-Tan Diep
_______Please-don’t listen to me
I’m just trying-to charm you
____the world-out of you
____ out on you-into me
_______synergy-fusion
_co-operation-dialectics
____marriage-interdependence
___teamwork-The Trinity
____________diamond cleavage
____cleaving is like = making love
lying on your back = with her on top
_doing all the work = cleaving you
______perfectly still = like a diamond
____the cleave/gem = a diamond haiku
____________________technique
_each cleave is different—just like making love.
____each time is unique—and erotically intense.
_______each cleave-gem—cleaves the brain perfectly.
each time is right brain—left brain cleave.
_right down the middle—splits you in half.
__each diamond cleave—is yours to keep.
____it doesn’t last long—but it’s deep.
Cleave poems: © 2008 Dennis Kelly
Cleave poem submission by Diana Manister and a joint performance Cleave with Dennis Kelly
In submission on September 16, 2008 at 5:41 am__________From Mary Shelley’s Preface to the First Edition
Cleave poem: © 2008 Diana Manister
__________Elsa Lanchester-Bride of Frankenstein
__________Diana Manister-Dennis Kelly
____Elsa Lanchester plays – Mary Shelley and
____Bride of Frankenstein – all women knowing without a doubt
what research now shows – that Baron Frankenstein guys
______most mad scientists – played by Colin Clive types
________are deeply in love – are deeply in love with themselves
____“It’s alive!! It’s alive!!” - “It’s alive!! It’s alive!!”
______________“It’s alive!!” - “It’s alive!!”
_______________“It’s Me!!!!” – “It’s Me!!!!”
_____________“Eternally!!!” – “Eternally!!!”
______________“Forever!!!” – “Forever!!!”
___________________“Me!!!” – “Me!!!”
Cleave poem: © 2008 Diana Manister & Dennis Kelly
Cleave poem submissions by Dennis Kelly
In submission on September 15, 2008 at 4:19 am______________young-old
_______________Once-a long time ago
____there was a time-when I was young
back when I was old-back when time stopped
_when time went by-slowly like black molasses
__slower and slower-creeping like a snail
_____a long track of-shiny slimy words
____midnight words-film noir words
_____mystery words-detective words
____true confession-sci-fi words
________pulp fiction-sports words
________latin words-old high german
_______action words-surrealist words
___words of wonder-words of magic
_____wordhordes of-old weirding ways
____towers of babel-skyscraper words
______getting slower-and slower
______slowing down-slowing down
________then slower-and slower
_________then finally-finally home
_________back home-back home
______________young-old
___________A Swarm of Gnats
____________(Mückenschwarm)
__________—for Herman Hesse
_____The gnat swarm-swarming on the lawn
gets bigger each day-müchkenschwarming away
___rising and falling-scattering recentering
_outside my window-like a Mardi Gras crowd
____raving delirious-creating their own parade
___making even me-their View Carré voyeur
______queen for day-shivering with joy
______extravagantly-voyant me
Cleave poems: © 2008 Dennis Kelly
Cleave poem submission by John Bevan
In submission on September 14, 2008 at 6:31 am_______________________A Cleaved Limerick
____There is a young poet - in Wales
_________ _who is unique - among males
_________________in that - I think
______________he refuses – a drink
to compose what he knows – never fails
Cleave poem: © 2008 John Bevan
Cleave poem submission by Diana Manister
In submission on September 13, 2008 at 8:13 pm________________________________REM
see:
Dancing with Mary Shelley and Henry James A Cleave Suite by Diana Manister
Cleave poem: © 2008 Diana Manister
Diana Manister is New York City poet who has performed her poetry live at such various
venues as the late lamented punk rock club CBGBs, famed St. Mark’s Church Poetry Project,
The Living Theater and at Carnegie Hall where she was a winner in the Lyric Recovery Festival.
A Contributing Editor of the ezine BigCityLit.com, she is also an elected member of the American Branch of the International Critics Association (AICA). Her poetry reviews appear regularly in The Modern Review and online at BigCityLit, about.com, small press exchange and artezine. Her poems have been published in print and web publications including PoetryRevolt, Autumn Sky, Salonika, Big Bridge, Waterworks and others, and anthologized in Distance From the Tree and The Company We Keep from Headwaters Press.
Cleave poem submission: darkness/darkness by Dennis Kelly
In submission on September 11, 2008 at 4:45 amWelcome to our first post-call poet with this Cleave:
_______________darkness – darkness
______Once upon a time – a long time ago
________way back when – the storytellers said
___darkness once ruled – the land speaking
_____through Storytime - through tongues
_________through sleek – wordhunters with their
___stealthy memorized - wordhordes of
Anglo-Saxon darkness - darkness…
Cleave poem: © 2008 Dennis Kelly
Dennis Kelly has been working with Jackson Mac Low recently and his so-called “diastic” poems (seed text + source text) described in his “Thing of Beauty” selected work (Berkeley, 2008), e.g. “Quatorzains from & for Emily Dicinson,” p. 175.
For example, here’s I did for Mac Low–
“Quatorzains from & for Jackson Mac Low”
Dennis Kelly has 2 books out from SF. 4 anthologies including a Penguin…
Call for submissions: The Cleave (Cleave Poetry Webzine)
In announcement, media on September 6, 2008 at 5:23 pmIn a post-millenial age what do poets have to offer a fragmented and searching Society?
Is the pendulum swinging from analysis and fragmentation to synthesis and fusion?
After analysis comes synthesis – and the creation of The Cleave poetic form.
There are signs that our age will become an age of co-operation, fusion and synergy.
Join us at the beginning of this exciting and radical poetic form that has the potential to embody these core values.
Submit your Cleave poems, no matter how faltering your steps are initially.
We can all learn together along the way.
- Please explore, experiment and extend this form in your own personal way.
- Articles and thoughts on Cleave poetry welcomed.
- Submissions by email only.
- Send your submissions to cleavepoetry (at) gmail (dot) com and include the words CLEAVE SUBMISSION in the subject line.
- Please supply a short biographical note and web URL if you so desire.
- Your submissions should be in the body of the mail, preferably with hyphens separating the 2 parts of the cleave poem, further formatting will be done.
- You retain full copyright of your work – by submitting you grant us a non-exclusive right to reproduce your work.
- Contributions in English please.
- We do not pay for submissions.
- We are in “Proof of Principle” mode for the present time.
A cleaving of minds: Joint Cleave Poems
In submission on September 5, 2008 at 7:59 pmThese are joint cleave poems, they were amazingly fun to do together.
One person does one side and the partner/opponent does the other.
1) 29.11.06
Huddled together these fragments – flung through time
_________________coalesce to form – the spine of a withering frown
________________a look of sadness – drops
_______________like trembling rain – beading the glass
_____________before the unveiling – eye
2) 30.10.06
__Pretend the violets count – on icicle fingers
___________crispy with wit – and rings of truth and lies
_______drawn out the lines – inscribed with frozen thoughts
__Their thoughts must sag – bending brittle branches
as skulking shoots unwind – the breath of winter dies
3) 29.10.06
The words shimmer on my skin – new as bright clouds
______forming water memories – their shapes indistinct
____-__intermingling hesitantly – with inexperienced longing
____I try to hide their meaning – : the peel of shed things
_____falling, ringing like bells, – curled into fists.
Cleave poems: © 2006, 2008 Phuoc-Tan Diep & Maggie Diep (nee Blick)
Cleave poems by Brett Evans and John Bevan
In submission on September 4, 2008 at 7:14 pmThese poems first appeared on the Great Writing Website.
Cleave: Taste
______I long to taste my lover once again
Such sweet desserts I’ve tasted from the bottle
Though never have my senses ceased to dance
___Because my love as many times before
__Has never spoken she keeps me on my back.
Cleave poem: © 2008 Brett Evans
Cleav-age
____bitter and wine milk and honey
are more than fine and scones for tea
____you offer more I realise
______to me before in some surprise
________I go to bed and in my dreams
_____I rest my head by moonlit streams
______I find a sleep I hold a peace
____in which I weep when will war cease?
Cleave poem: © 2008 John Bevan
Cleave Poems by John Bevan.
In submission on September 3, 2008 at 8:16 pmLet us begin:
Here are cleave poems from our first contributor John Bevan.
His penname is Katanga at the Great Writing Website (where these poems first appeared).
A Cleave Poem: Dancing Girls
And now bring on the dancing girls
the girls who long lift their skirts
to dance all night from dusk till dawn
in pale moonlight but then are torn
_sleepless crying from empty dreams
__darkness dying or so it seems
Two cleaved haikus: Mourning Morning
Lightning cleaves the sky, thunderbolts crash down,
__taking dawn’s virginity, beseaching our forgiveness,
mocking morning’s peace as the birds scatter.
Two cleaved Senryus: Gain – Loss
_______search the internet look out for a word
has anyone found a name that means more than desertion
_________for our new baby and a lost future
Cleave poems: © 2008 John Bevan
Cleave poem: A new experimental poetic form.
In announcement, discussion, submission on September 3, 2008 at 5:57 pmIn 2006 I came up with an idea for an experimental poetic form called the Cleave Poem.
One of my aims was to examine how something can be more than the sum of it’s parts and can be 3 in 1: synergy, fusion, co-operation, dialectics, marriage, interdependence, teamwork and The Trinity.
How to read a Cleave poem?
Simply:
1. Read the left hand poem as a first discrete poem.
2. Read the right hand poem as a second discrete poem.
3. Read the whole as a third integrated poem.
Here are 2 of my cleave poems.
0000000000000000Cleave: Charm.
______________________Don’t let him charm you
don’t listen to his promises his words like birds
_____________scattering flies that flit from brow to lash,
________ready for your flesh, stroking feather kisses on your lips
__he squawks in expectation humming in your ears,
__flapping inside your skull as he lies next to you.
_____________________Don’t! Let him charm you!
(first published in Lights out & other poems: 26 July 2008.)
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000000000000Cleave: (untitled)
_____The thief brings darkness, she waits
____he brings the sun for her love
_held beneath his arm her heart
the light of day blazes bright
_________he is united aching
_______with his lover now sightless
________he holds her blind from the sun
(first published in Ink Sweat and Tears: 9 April 2007)
