02-25-2022, 07:41 AM
There's a poem by John Wilkinson, Tabulate. I don't feel like typing it up and can't find it online.
There are sections in it that work for me, in with me.
as if human had been hollowed out
I find things in that poem that connect to my poems. And I take that line out. And I make my poems corrupt his poem into meaning what it would mean, if that line was left out, and I was writing the poem.
The Wood Circle book this comes from has good parts in it. I haven't found much in it as a whole yet, but I've been playing with it for weeks, and some parts are working in me. So, I guess, working for me.
There are sections in it that work for me, in with me.
as if human had been hollowed out
I find things in that poem that connect to my poems. And I take that line out. And I make my poems corrupt his poem into meaning what it would mean, if that line was left out, and I was writing the poem.
The Wood Circle book this comes from has good parts in it. I haven't found much in it as a whole yet, but I've been playing with it for weeks, and some parts are working in me. So, I guess, working for me.