Thursday, July 07, 2005

to the nth

click on it with max window space & i think it's legible...

written October 2001.
i was trying to figure out a way to post this poem so that the spacing's still somewhat garbled, & i dunno if it's readable, but i don't know how else to post it...& it still feels like a kind of expression of what i'm helps to have already written it.

18 little fish:

Blogger theleftsock swam up to say...

strange, i find myself wondering about its history translation. or at least the []set of perspectives you used in constructing it.

2:06 PM  
Blogger theleftsock swam up to say...

ok, so one more thing,

maybe ill be sorry, maybe not.


2:09 PM  
Blogger jenn see swam up to say...

the what & the which?

2:09 PM  
Blogger jenn see swam up to say...

yay, sock has a blog!

2:17 PM  
Blogger Lorena swam up to say...

what a cool poem. it feels scattered and deep and i love the flow. thanks for sharing. so you play the guitar?

4:58 PM  
Blogger Jaxe swam up to say...

Jenn, that is really intense. I don't know what I'm supposed to be feeling right now, but I feel... frenzied. Its like all the thoughts/images that go through our brains in a split second. This line sticks with me, "they swarm my skin with I-remember hands" Awesome.

Also, call me whacked out on drugs, but I swear I see an image that the words/spaces form. I just close my eyes enough to blur it a bit, and only see the spaces and the patches of black words. Either an image, or if you tilt your head to the left, it looks like the word "s o l i l o q u y" forms with the spaces. Uh oh, I'm late for my Addiction Counseling class... /poof.

5:07 PM  
Blogger Suzanna Danna swam up to say...

it is beautiful jenn... thank you for sharing your heart with the rest of us... and putting it in an image like that to perserve the spacing was awesome.

5:30 PM  
Blogger mysfit swam up to say...

the form of post certainly adds another element to the poem - in fact, luv, it give me an idea....

5:48 PM  
Blogger tescosuicide swam up to say...

That is really good (and very legible I might add!)

6:52 PM  
Blogger jenn see swam up to say...

lorena: thamks, it's meant to be scattered, so i'm glad that comes across.

i've been known to play guitar sporadically.

jaxe: all right, you're whacked out on drugs.

it definitely reflects a thought process, & the spacing is a large part of that...though i didn't have it in mind to create any particular shape.

if i had, soliloquy would be apt, so...well spotted.

suzanna: i'm pleased you dug it; i'm always elated when my poems manage to communicate something.
the poem-as-image thing was a bit of a bright idea for me...expect to see more in the future.

mysfit: oooh, tell. or demonstrate. whichever.

tesco: thanks, i'm thrilled it came through. i love getting this sort of response to my scribblings; i'm a sucker for flattery.

8:09 PM  
Blogger JP swam up to say...

'no one worships me tonight they finished my bottle they crunchlittered my tiles'

My favourite lines, for some reason.

Perhaps it's just the way you've arranged the phrases, but did you try something like William Burrough's cut-up technique on this?

I hardly know what it means, but I have vivid flashes of cool blue lights and unfriendly dalmatians.

Also, I really enkoyed reading this. Thanks.

11:46 PM  
Blogger forgottenmachine swam up to say...

Like JP, I too cannot begin to fathom instances and beginnings. But I think I understand the ending, and it will sit on my shoulder for the rest of the day, a far better replacement for angels and devils.

"If my oh had been complete"

2:26 AM  
Blogger mysfit swam up to say...

what jenn you can't read my mind yet? here's a hint - what kind of fish would i scan with my poems?

12:17 PM  
Blogger the wheel swam up to say...

Cool poem Jenn. It definitely has quite an effect on the mind, dragging it this way and that. Sort of Lawrence Ferlinghetti-esqe, in style and substance. I like the line: "I am alien come not in me in peace"

1:44 PM  
Blogger jenn see swam up to say...

jp: shamelfully admit that i've not heard that Burroughs used a "cut-up technique", so if it's anything like how i wrote this it's not intentional...i'll do a bit o' research on that.
i'm glad you "enkoyed" reading this, even if it didn't carry meanings through...i was writing really abstract poetry at that time, working with Anselm Berrigan & trying to deal with the fact of the Manhattan aftermath. the poems were very impressionistic, kinda everything coming out in a rush, because it seemed the whole idea of poetry was breaking down, everything was breaking down, & it became very difficult to find the right words for that...

& i love that you get unfriendly dalmations out of this, but i'll be damned if i can figure out how.

machine: no instances & beginnings, hmmm? i think you underestimate yourself...mind you, i have a tendency to be horrifically obscure...
i have to wonder what the "oh" is telling you from your shoulder.

mysfit: oooh! i know i know! Zum!

actually i didn't scan this, i made a photoshop jpg, b/c i find that scanned docs get a little messy on closer inspection. or my scanner's dirty.

1:56 PM  
Blogger jenn see swam up to say...

skrambled: don't let mysfit hear you say that, she's not fond of Ferlinghetti.

i love that different lines jump out at different people. something for everyone, neh?

1:57 PM  
Blogger nin swam up to say...

lovely post....
another little fish....
nice reading....
take care...

11:26 AM  
Blogger DeeM swam up to say...

really fantastic writing. interesting, thought provoking and unique. i like it very much.

10:05 AM  

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