Friday, April 16, 2010

April 6 Poem: Tribal

What I refer to as Automatic writing requires the author to dissociate meaning and grammar from sound and to create as pure a collage of sound and rhythm as possible with little or only slight regard for content or subject matter.  This collage was written in response to that moment when you realize youve contributed to an antagonistic crowd or a flock of grackles!  Hit and miss, but fun to write.


   Sher Khan
   Peck-a-way
Shhhh!  The coven's comin'
   Deep drums bassin'
Bumble gumbo drumroll
   Pedal back, pedal back, pedal back words

Kings in the yard
Kings in the yard
Kings in the yard
Kings in the yard

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