twelveoone
ground zero
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I know what you mean (I think) about iambic pentameter. It probably sounded pretty similar to speech in Elizabethan London, but now not really. I can read Shakepeare's sonnets and marvel at the word choice and how he strained the human condition into those little polished gems. But for the sonnet as a form, I rather prefer Ted Berrigan who sounds more familiar to my ears.
SONNET 34
Time flies by like a great whale
And I find my hand grows stale at the throttle
Of my many faceted and fake appearance
Who bucks and spouts by detour under the sheets
Hollow portals of solid appearance
Movies are poems, a holy bible, the great mother to us
People go by in the fragrant day
Accelerate softly my blood
But blood is still blood and tall as a mountain blood
Behind me green rubber grows, feet walk
In wet water, and dusty heads grow wide
Padré, Father, or fat old man, as you will,
I am afraid to succeed, afraid to fail,
Tell me now, again, who I am
–Ted Berrigan
Check out Empson regarding Willie; I'm sorry Mr.S
But with the sonnets, it's not only the IP, it's the Elizabethen conceits, the style of the metaphor; if this it that and this is that; then is becomes....
Now if berrigan can call his a sonnet, go check out my Blue Hour, it's inverted.
(the other branch was YDD, who I got the email about on Christmas Eve, Ryb haunted me I swear) I figured Tzara would have at least stopped by and gave me a half a million reasons why it sucked, and where is the volta? etc. etc. So I put two of 'em in, just not in the right places, just like my
I am really sorry to hear about jd4george. when we did Interact his emails where so riddled with puns I would reply, and after I hit send, it would hit me. Oh, my God, he got me again.
Best wishes, season's greetings