I hereby claim:
- I am mdcclv on github.
- I am mdcclv (https://keybase.io/mdcclv) on keybase.
- I have a public key whose fingerprint is 3174 CA29 527B 184D FCB0 60F4 3B70 A537 21CB 23C2
To claim this, I am signing this object:
The tall tree tune: | |
The tree’s tasty treat, too tall to take. | |
The takers thought to take that treat: | |
they truly tried to tote that tastiness to their treehouse. Tragic. | |
Taciturn, they turn to their turf; the treat tight to the tree today. | |
They tried. |
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Eighty characters is of course the most ideal length for lines of text or code. | |
The poetess compares an unreachable apple to some other item: probably a bride. | |
One cannot miss sweetbitter irony that the source poem itself is lost, unknown. | |
It is fair to argue against fetishizing the fragmentariness of Sappho's corpus. | |
For eons, it has been impossible to hear the work as it was intended: what now? | |
The way we know that 105a is an epithalamium is by its meter, one for weddings. | |
But is that relevant when the work is just a cited fragment, from a grammarian? | |
Already the scraps that come to us have been repurposed from their poetic plan. | |
A poet who survives only from her quotations in other works: as lost as can be. |
To write with just the words that have one beat each is quite a trip. | |
I had a friend some years ago who did it with an ode by the Spear bard: | |
“let me not to the set up of two as one be a guy who would say ‘no, don’t do it’”, | |
or some such like that. The drum of word word word word wordis strong: it lulls. | |
And yet some words have long beats still, while some have short. | |
So the beat of the text is never quite a click track: | |
it still can change, be raw: draw out some words, | |
yet flow some words so fast they’re three in one. | |
The beat of what I’ve writ so far is not the best: it could use work. | |
It comes close to a form whose pulse is like a song, but it falls short: it |
Good morning all. This month I am committing to thirty days of writing within constraints, from prompts at | |
https://github.com/ojahnn/NaNoLiPo2018 . Today, first day of this month which was ninth to old Romans, our | |
prompt is to avoid using that fifth glyph from said Romans’ list of glyphs. | |
Many oulipians start to abhor that fifth glyph, as it is so ubiquitous and oft hard to catch in composition. | |
It is not actual animosity or horror: not a conviction that a glyph is malign. It is simply an outgrowth of | |
constraint, as that which limits us turns into our focus. “Do not think of a big mammal with tusk and trunk” | |
— what can you do but think of it? In a tribulation of your own mind’s landing on a notion to avoid, you must | |
acquit your mind: must stay its ally! And thus you will indict that notion that it lands on. |
I hereby claim:
To claim this, I am signing this object:
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"Want You Gone", GLaDOS | |
"No Children", The Mountain Goats | |
"How Beautiful You Are", The Cure | |
"No Guilt", The Waitresses | |
"Don't Think Twice, It's All Right", Bob Dylan | |
"Box Elder", Pavement | |
"Wise Up", Aimee Mann | |
"Untrustable/Pt. 2 (About Someone Else)" Built to Spill | |
"Borderline", Madonna | |
"Thorn in my Side", Eurythmics |