and left me all alone, confused, uninspired and desperate.
*
I’m reading the latest issue of Landfall. I’m trying to workout if it’s really cool or really lame. I think possibly both.
They’ve got this poem by James Brown, it’s a pantoum using found elements from spam subject lines. It’s kinda cool. But is it really poetry? “Free one day of hotties / Is it me or is this programme amazing!?!?! / Size and stamina do matter / Marry a nice girl…” etc. He did the same kind of thing once with instructions from a cashpoint machine.
There’s also a piece by Dinah Hawken. It’s basically a series of journal entries, and it’s lovely… but no more interesting, original, well-written than various weblogs I’ve stumbled over in the past couple of days. I’m wondering whether it’s in there because it’s an original, excellent piece of work, or because it’s by Dinah Hawken. It does contain some of the thoughts along the way to creating a poem.
I’m probably just sore because they rejected my poems (in a very nice, encouraging way, but nonetheless they rejected them).
*Sigh.*
Posted by Fionnaigh at June 13, 2003 08:05 PM