Re: Writing through John Bennett (RE: FLUXLIST: Fogo)
Fascinating result, Reed! John At 04:13 PM 5/16/01 -0400, you wrote: This is a writing through of some of John Bennet's poems posted here to FLUXLIST. The way they were generated was by rolling dice to select how many words to skip before the first useable word. So on the first one you can see I rolled a two, then five, then a ten and so on. I kept the lines to the length of the sampled poem usually three or four words. Wen I reached the end of the poem I simply cycled back through again.I wrote through each of these two poems separately-worked on the first stanza first, then moved down to the second stanza. I counted the title as the first word. There will be more, since I have already worked on other of John's posts and written through them. Basically, this is a scaled down version of Cage's Writing through Finnegan's Wake except the system used (dice) is much simpler than using the I Ching, call it a poor man's chance operations. Reed BTW I have already collaborated with JB by writing through in the snail mail. oh clacking plow b (shuffle pages plate her roof grease the like that all cluster mouth lank thought clutter wake, sand all dinner 'n clod stone diner grabbed table yr black turn, with recession groomed the wriggling. lipless was Black gleaming wriggling dripping oh fogo at a name yr yr clod, roof the on shining 'n my the spooned shuffle below door mouth your was clacking regazes plate fire! stone lips outside stream tooth tongue with hand around plow eyes Reed Altemus4/30/01 [Original Message] From: John M. Bennett [EMAIL PROTECTED] To: [EMAIL PROTECTED]; [EMAIL PROTECTED] Date: 3/30/01 12:18:27 PM Subject: FLUXLIST: Fogo clod sand oh the diner plate cluster clutter clacking was yr lipless mouth groomed like stone 'n grabbed her plow wake, all that wriggling. b lank turn, roof recession, table black with thought grease (shuffle all the dinner pages Fogo shuffle eyes 'n lips yr black tooth regazes at my roof gleaming below the wriggling tongue was that a plow dripping on the door stone? name outside yr mouth spooned with gravel clacking stream around yr plate oh shining clod, hand your fire! John M. Bennett --- Reed Altemus --- [EMAIL PROTECTED] --- EarthLink: It's your Internet.
Writing through John Bennett (RE: FLUXLIST: Fogo)
This is a writing through of some of John Bennet's poems posted here to FLUXLIST. The way they were generated was by rolling dice to select how many words to skip before the first useable word. So on the first one you can see I rolled a two, then five, then a ten and so on. I kept the lines to the length of the sampled poem usually three or four words. Wen I reached the end of the poem I simply cycled back through again.I wrote through each of these two poems separately-worked on the first stanza first, then moved down to the second stanza. I counted the title as the first word. There will be more, since I have already worked on other of John's posts and written through them. Basically, this is a scaled down version of Cage's Writing through Finnegan's Wake except the system used (dice) is much simpler than using the I Ching, call it a poor man's chance operations. Reed BTW I have already collaborated with JB by writing through in the snail mail. oh clacking plow b (shuffle pages plate her roof grease the like that all cluster mouth lank thought clutter wake, sand all dinner 'n clod stone diner grabbed table yr black turn, with recession groomed the wriggling. lipless was Black gleaming wriggling dripping oh fogo at a name yr yr clod, roof the on shining 'n my the spooned shuffle below door mouth your was clacking regazes plate fire! stone lips outside stream tooth tongue with hand around plow eyes Reed Altemus4/30/01 [Original Message] From: John M. Bennett [EMAIL PROTECTED] To: [EMAIL PROTECTED]; [EMAIL PROTECTED] Date: 3/30/01 12:18:27 PM Subject: FLUXLIST: Fogo clod sand oh the diner plate cluster clutter clacking was yr lipless mouth groomed like stone 'n grabbed her plow wake, all that wriggling. b lank turn, roof recession, table black with thought grease (shuffle all the dinner pages Fogo shuffle eyes 'n lips yr black tooth regazes at my roof gleaming below the wriggling tongue was that a plow dripping on the door stone? name outside yr mouth spooned with gravel clacking stream around yr plate oh shining clod, hand your fire! John M. Bennett --- Reed Altemus --- [EMAIL PROTECTED] --- EarthLink: It's your Internet.
