your lineage dissolves in my bones
reclaiming the ape from the ashes of hell
in my veins
i see you rise, Thompson, Burroughs
like Hosea
to deliver me from the falsities
of the vulgar
and the ways of the loathsome and afraid
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aowSGxim_O8
(The path of injection needn't be about drugs, it extends also to the way the ancient Irish bards trained their students to memorize hundreds of complex verse forms), which I too have copied, which is why I can write decent poems off the top of my head).
Computer poetry is warfare carried out by other means, a warfare against conventionality and language that has become automatized. Strange as it seems, our finite state automata have become the poet’s allies in this struggle, the long historical battle by which mankind pries into the surface of language to reveal its latent mysteries… R.W. Bailey, Computer Poems (1973)
Friday, December 3, 2010
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