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 November 1999What I'd like to write about this month is the art of writing. I know, I know, this is the same thing that I write about every month. But bear with me on this one. This month's focus, with regards to writing, will be on the writing of poetry. Some have considered me a poet with some promise. Indeed, frightening as this may sound, some have even taken my writing seriously enough that I have been published in a small literary journal published at my former school (Brock University). So what I'd like to do is take you through a step-by-step creation of a poem. Not just any poem, but the official Just Add Water Poem Of The Month. I like the thought of that, and all those capital letters kind of set this poem apart. Most of my poems I title after they've already been written, but because this is a special poem, I think I'll begin with the title. The. I like that title. It's short, to the point, and sufficiently ambiguous.
Now that we have a title, we need to think of what sorts of words are suggested by the title. -- the the the the the the the The The the the the The t he the -- A couple of problems present themselves immediately here. Firstly, the indecipherability of meaning presented by such a poem. I mean, which 'the's should be stressed, and which shouldn't?
Perhaps we should insert a few words, here and there. Not too logically or consistently, just words randomly chosen. -- the cow the day the brain the orange the underwear the gray the noose The tortilla The world the queen the poem the meaning The time he made the use -- Now we at least have something that at very least would qualify as DPIACTT, if not true poetry. Perhaps some revision would be useful. Third Draft: -- The Autopoiema (notice the expanded title) the cow sees the day the brain like the orange and the underwear is now gray the noose leaves the man musing The tortilla chip that is The world, where the queen, the poem, and the meaning are distinct The time he made to find the use of the Big Green Thing. -- We now have what is recognizably an abstract poem of a very 20th century flavour. See how easy it is to make a poem? |