Showing posts with label Poem--Found. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poem--Found. Show all posts

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Random Lines

Here's a game:

  1. Choose a set of books, magazines, or whatever discrete pieces of text you wish.
  2. Assign a random number to each, and then arrange by random number, smallest to largest.
  3. Generate a series of random numbers from 1 to the number of pages in the biggest book. Apply these random numbers to the list of books. (These are the page numbers, so of course you may have to adjust for the shorter books.)
  4. Generate a final set of random numbers between 1 and 40 or 50, or based on how many lines are on a typical page of text. (This is the line number, and may need to be adjusted.)
  5. For each book, find the page and the line corresponding to the random numbers assigned.
  6. Put 'em all together. Or connect them with text of your own, or whatever you want to do!
Here's how some of mine turned out:



Random Lines #1: Poetry
And in these virtues of delight
digested, shat out, growing again and eaten
My lord—' said Barlyng, 'I! Your friend!
A warmth within the breast would melt
And a pleasant fire, our souls to regale;
fold out the lungs and a jungle of bronchiols
From pent-up aching rivers,
[blank line]
one she'd rather forget.
[redacted line]
I will change trees though I am almost eighty
What is the matter with Mary Jane?
And glutton-like she feeds, yet never filleth
tied like a noose to my belt.
oh god it's wonderful
                    searching the punk-dry rot
Have understood what love can do.
and the rose bobs to the surface
one of the many pink and white blossoms,
Touch me into light

Friday, November 11, 2011

24-hour chapbook: dress like a patient

Posting the pages of the 24-Hour Chapbook I've entitled dress like a patient (after a line from the song "Mica" by Mission of Burma). (call it a failed experiment, over time and 23 pages not 24--and sucky--but it's mine)

For the cover, I did a quick doodle and took a picture of it with my webcam--all I could think to do with limited resources and absolute zero time. MS Word, pages formatted as 4.25" x 5.5", captured with a "print screen" and made into .png's, which I'm loading up here. (Click to see full size.)

This will take a while, as I have to work and other things. My methods are far more labor intensive than this process needs to be. I just don't know how to do it the quicker, cleaner way.

The poems themselves ... are, frankly, embarrassing. However, both my relative anonymity and my tendency to overdisclose (you'd think those two would be at odds) guarantee that embarrassment won't stop me from posting them.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

24-hour chapbook: The fourth poem

This is again from the Abilify and Brothers Grimm texts, run through eGnoetry. Some of it's definitely throwaway. Once in a while, there's something kind of beautiful. Well, an hour & a half to go.

In the Beginning

Then the garden came from God. The messenger stopped
at a little. The miller was experiencing symptoms should
be an increase suicidal thoughts of every patient taking the
mouth. Tell your body's ability to her. Tell

The angel I
asked no power over to him as the
king said, It had eaten the house?

The angel
offered him the light of
beautiful pears with coma or tongue and asked

24-hour chapbook: Hour 18

The first more or less complete poem:

                    and scatter the words like
          yarrow sticks or entrails
there are no secrets:
          pluck the old man hairs
                    from your ears.
Get up.


My
Intended --

--if you feel

still tree-tops of later
on the white man of the joints.

like a patient--

if you are to understand the heart,

You better understand the
chest, especially if they are
Lying.