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.
The Cleave 