Sunday, October 21, 2012
cut-up words in a cryptic arrangement they call 'poetry'
Does an artist truly ever paint from the beginning of the canvas like the writer does, from the top left hand corner.
Why then do we conform to paragraphical methods that have to appear left to right top to bottom in lines and coherent sentences?
This is why one of the books that influenced my writing style forever is Working Hot by Kathleen Mary Fallon.
Prepare to have your canvas turned sideways a little, and perhaps your brushstrokes abruptly stopped. Find that book and read it.
For posterity's sake, here are some cut-up words in a cryptic arrangement they call 'poetry'.
it claimed -
to not have knowledge
of the words
to be a mere implement
like a spatula
I have no knowledge
Only willing hands.
See you back in micro-blogging universe.
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