Sunday, October 10, 2010

Calisthenics, Week 9

Gathering lanaguge from various nonfiction texts, like the excerise we did in class.
I like this excerise and find it very helpful in locating unexpected lanuage and pairings.

Plotting the plotless,
the world includes all of us, but this book does not.
This item-I hesitate to use the word document- has unearthed
the performer, chooses between alternative pitches for each letter.
Well today, with such rushings, went without mailing
arm in arm, they scurried off before the waitress could return with God.
New York allowed me to take three months in the middle of 1972,
how readers could see beyond the ethnic and the immigrant
spring became summer, Louise left Key West for good on June.
Some acids are burned off during the roasting process,
yet, the task of rescuing language from the bad prose of patriotism,
Upper-class English diction with its sharpened vowels, elisions, and modish slurs,
The dead house is stuffed. The stuffing is alive. It is sinful.
locating the split in the poem, however, is not that easy.

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