Entry 390 — Two Poems from three Years Ago
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Just about three years ago I wrote a version of the following poem:
. Poem has a question
. Whose sleep is the sky?
. For hours and
. hours Poem
. wondered.
I improved it just now by deleting its previous two last words, “about that.”
Note: I find that the day after I wrote the above, I “improved” it by adding ten or twelve lines to it. I hereby disown that version.
The following is a re-done poem I sent a year or more earlier to something going on in Mexico. I was trying to do something with the show’s theme of International friendship, or something. Barely worth keeping, I’d say but may some will enjoy it.
Note: as should be obvious from the way I strained tofind things for this entry, I’m still blah.
Whose sleep is the sky.
Aah, you minimalists!
But possibly yours is an equal but different version of the poem; I like Poem physically in his poems, though, and the emphasis on the time the question intrigues him. There’s even a juxtaphor (implicit metaphor) between the motion of the sky and the motion of Poem’s wonder–for me, at any rate.
It just came to my mind as a possible “answer” to Poem’s “question”. Perhaps, yes, because he was physically there.
I’m still working my way in reverse (top to bottom) on your blog, Bobby, so I may find more like these, but I think there’s something really interesting going on in “Mathemaku No. 21,” specifically in the figure after the minus sign. I like the possibilities with the reverse type creating new shapes inside those already created in the mashing up of letters.
Thanks for the look, Kevin.