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Entry 579 — The Bleed 0.1

Wednesday, November 30th, 2011

 A few days ago I got a beautifully packaged hard copy of the webzine, The Bleed 0.1, from its editor, John Moore Williams.  It’s a terrific overview of current visual and related poetry and art.  I got the hard copy because my computer wouldn’t let me view the whole magazine at its website–due, apparently, to the fact that I’m still on dial-up.  Anyway, Eric Goddard-Scovel has five infraverbal gems in the issue that became instant favorites of mine.  Here are two of them:

 

 

 

 

 

Minor quibble: I would have had one more numeral 1 and two less exclamation marks in “11!”

 

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Tuesday, 29 November 2011, 3 P.M.  Tennis in the morning, errands, then a nap.  After the latter, I felt pretty good, but was slow getting into any of my projects–after fairly quickly getting my blog entry for the day done and posted.  I just now took care of a very short exhibition hand-out.  I seem now to have 17 little comments on various poems of mine plus a Curriculum Vita ready for the show.  I’ve started to other hand-outs.  I’ve avoided my book so far, which has become a major drag.  But I expect eventually to get to it.

Okay, it’s two hours later.  I did a little futzing around with the section of my book I’m having trouble with, then went to bed for a little while.  Couldn’t really sleep although I’m sleepy and did doze off for a few minutes once or twice.  I tried to think methodically about my problem section, then abruptly concluded that I need a break from it.  So I’m going to stop work on it until I feel I’ll be able to get somewhere with it.   Maybe I’ll work on the essay I need to write in response to an essay of Jake Berry’s.   I should watch some tv, too, or something.    Get into another cumb Clancy novel . . .

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Entry 375 — An Infraverbal Poem for bp « POETICKS

Entry 375 — An Infraverbal Poem for bp

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Note: this poem happened into my head while I was thinking about the alphabet, specifically about the fact that it seemed to me to qualify as a word (one meaning “letters in order”).  Hence, Aram Saroyan’s four-legged m, as a fragment of the alphabet (m combined with n), is a word-fragment, and thus verbal enough to qualify, by my criteria, as a visual poem.

After that, my over-active mind thought again about Geof Huth’s stipulation that a pwoermd (like Saroyan’s) could not have a title, one of many things I’ve long argued with him about.  First thought: all poems have titles, it’s just that some have explicit one, some implicit–usually its first line.  So there’s actually no such thing as a one-word poem.  However, in favor of Geof’s stipulation is the fact that some poems considered one-word poems that have explicit titles would not work without their titles and are therefore not truly one-word poems.  For instance, the following:

Is It Possible To Write A One-Letter Poem?

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“i” without its title would not be a poem.  But what about my poem for bp?  I would claim that it consists only of one word, although that would is a fusion of two, “yes” and the alphabet, and–because its title is without effect on its content but only serves to identify it (and add background as a date might)–it is as much a pwoermd as any without an explicit title is.

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