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I’m pretty stoked about the humungo American Sentence we all wrote at Read Write Poem over the last few days. It’s worth a gander. (Just scroll to the bottom of this post.)
Feels like I'm drifting off / to some great mistake – here, to a nameless / atoll somewhere in the Pacific, / seeking – what? — Daniel Comiskey and C.E. Putnam
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February 2, 2010 | 12:06 pmThe official NaPoWriMo site.
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Yes, that was an interesting experiment. One can almost follow a line of thought through it, perhaps two or three intertwined threads. I was just reading about collage as the defining modern artform and this is a good example of it. Perhaps we could do a William Seward Burroughs style cutup technique next. Or you could do it on this poem and get a kind of kaliedoscope effect. Thoughtprovoking indeed.
Paul, I don’t know if it really holds together as a “group poem,” but I think each and every line contributed is absolutely marvelous. I’ve read it thrice already, and that’s a lot for me.
I like your idea of the cutup technique. I should be more familiar with how Burroughs worked, but I am not. Can you describe this method in more detail? I think it sounds like a great thing for us to tackle together over at Read Write Poem.
It’s looking so good. Fantastic work to all concerned.