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Napowrimo Day #29
Late last nature, in the center of sign. There are rocks, a pocket. I was looking for the ground, a night, a touch. As I sat to summon an hour, I realized the time to think blossomed. Navigation seized me. To harvest light serves no reason. This is the only way to form. Any opening…
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Napowrimo Day #28
I had more time this evening and continuing with the Paterson diastic was tempting. So here’s an extension of Day #26, finishing Book I (I had just reached the end of my father’s name at the end of that section at the same time, so that seemed to be a strong signal to stop for…
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Napowrimo Day #27
I won’t have much time left for the rest of April, and the diastics were taking more time than I had each day. So, back to brief poems. Devoted, caught. His first blue. Voracious novels: consumed then passed. You might think better. To catch untapped the peak, the unthinkable.
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Napowrimo Day #26
Another diastic poem today, using my father’s name to go through Paterson, from the beginning of Book I through the end of Part I of “The Delineaments of the Giants.” I know I keep switching techniques here and jumping around, but I was curious to see what I would get going through the text in…
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Napowrimo Day #25
I’m continuing with yesterday’s work, now reading through Part I of “The Delineaments of the Giants.” Possible intersections between Williams’ and my father’s ideas about masculinity are coming to the forefront. I felt it was important to leave in every instance of a gendered pronoun, but I may reconsider that in revision. he near…
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Napowrimo Day #24
Again playing with the technique from Day #16, this time I used the preface to Book I of William Carlos Williams’ Paterson as my source to “read through” with my father’s name. Williams came to mind since my father and both his parents were from Bergen County, New Jersey, and my father was born in…
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Napowrimo Day #23
Today my diastic experiment was to use my father’s name to read through the 2022 tax year 1040 instructions. This felt like an unsuccessful poem to me: basically tax gobbledygook (what you’d expect if you randomized the words in tax instructions). This isn’t the first time I’ve played with the 1040 instructions: I am convinced…
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Napowrimo Day #22
I went back to continue Day #19 today, this time using Archaics and The Open Skies (ending with the end of my diastic reading of the second book). roadway lover hibiscus itself tomorrow expected he was heron went resembles ordinary horizons salesmen rubber forks rabbits lakes stairs fortitude have May turn heated alarming fountain bouncing…
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Napowrimo Day #21
Today I wanted to use the same technique as yesterday, but with a poet other than Guest to see whether it made a difference, or to what extent the limitation I was feeling was simply a result of English itself. I had Selected Poems and Prose of Paul Celan (translated by John Felstiner, 2001) close…
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Napowrimo Day #20
I continued working with Barbara Guest and my father’s name, but today I tried the same method I used on Day #16. The poem below consists only of words that could be created from the letters in my father’s name, pulled from Guest’s poem “The Location of Things.” Almost all her words had letters my…
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