Random, Abstract Poetry - 11/12/08

I take the Brooklyn Rail newspaper and underline words and phases in the articles that catch my attention. Then circle a word or phrase for the title. It's more of a subtractive process, taking a page of words and editing down to a poem or maybe several. It's kind of backwards from the traditional process of adding words to a blank page. But it works for me. The pieces of newspaper with these random abstract poems get used as collage material in my artwork.

The previous post for "Ice Fishing" is an example of how I incorporate poetry into my artwork.


As Few Words As Possible
It's such a poetic language.
Words go down on paper.
I hear it very clearly.
I'm not hearning.
It's pretty clear.

Extreme language.
Experimentation.
Someone who speaks Norwegian.
Can you talk about the experiment?

I think his experiment is kind of simple.
People say, he uses.
And then sometimes he's using.


The Jails of Delhi
Read a passage.
Are there bars?

They left the villages.
What is Balram?

Servants are slaves?
It does get like that.


Pacing About
As they trade positions,
In incomplete ways.
The line followed.

Talking about things.
Chicken soup, cigarettes.
And no consequences.

Hanging from the rafters.
No hands.


Lounging On The Top Edges
The white box.
Three female dancers inside.
Sitting, standing, and lying.

Instrumental music.
Beautifully jagged.
The choreography pure.


It Was Used As The Title
Somewhat poetic.
Sa Ka La
It sounds good.

All my secret text.
Laid out in verse.
How do you approach that?

I'm very loyal to clues.
Translating lowercase letter.
The line breaks, you know.

If he has something,
He writes.


Minor Shifts
I'm interested in why you think.
Titles kind of revolve.
I want the audience to decide,
So I can't.

One or two words.
A line, broken.

I think because I think.
So follow the rhythm.
The rhythm of the line.
That tells you a lot.


A Stunning Polemic
Engendered by imaginative, postmodern dance.
Epic in July.
Brought to center stage.

Through time and space.
Structure offers pleasures,
And failures of story.

The spareness of.
The original.


Silver White Light
Desire.
Dancing with Cupid.
Rewriting as they go.
Reference lies.
As you see fit.

In the middle.
Begin a brief intermission.
Dance without props,
Or any expressive body.


On A Throne
The 70's.
The defection of 1974.
The arrival of radical voices.

Fusion and analysis,
And the dancing of leaves.

Offer up a vision.
A giant chess board.
Alternative art.
Dancing in costumes.

Powerful and wise.
She is Catherine the Great.


Paris Then
Pale blue that alternates.
Stop walking.

Hands waiting to take.
I remember the hands.
Fingers snapping.

The sense of venom.
So vigorous,
So enthralling.

After a second,
I take to primitivism,
And the avante garde.

A ritualistic circle.
The final scene.


In Norweigian
What does Sa Ka La mean?
It's an unusual title.
It's title, is it true?

Sounds that come out.
Of lang.
Of speaking.
Lost ability.
Lost language.

Sa Ka La
It's very open.
I have my specific theory.