Erasing literature and making poems, including my poems
erasure poetry
Ewasing Woger
I've been writing (secret, anonymous) erasure poetry for awhile now, but with actual, physical books. Don't worry, no valuable tome was harmed, but a few old text books, and some cheap copies of classics were rescued and put through the wringer. But it is for poetry, so it is for the greater good. Anyway, as … Continue reading Ewasing Woger
Disrupt this writer
You know how scientific analysis sometimes requires killing what it is seeking to understand first? I feel like this at the moment about writing. As soon as I talk about it, even here, the idea, or the impulse or the work itself is killed, stone dead. Sure, we can look at the structures of the … Continue reading Disrupt this writer
Refinding my words
One of my friends asked me towards the end of last year to find my words, if I could, and use them for solace, and sense and wonder. It turns out I couldn't and for that I'm sorry. Amongst other things, I am full of other people's words and stories and books and ideas. They … Continue reading Refinding my words
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