Blog Archives

Oulipost #2: Lipogram

Oulipost #2: Lipogram

 

 

 

 

 

From today’s FPR blog prompt: A lipogram is a text that excludes one or more letters of the alphabet. The ingenuity demanded by the restriction varies in proportion to the frequency of the letter or letters excluded. For this initial exercise, you will compose a poem using only words that can be formed from letters that are NOT found in the title of your newspaper. For example, if you are working with the Washington Post, you must avoid using words that contain the letters A, G, H, I, N, O, P, S, T and W.
The excluded letters (and ampersand) for my paper were those contained within: COURIER & PRESS. So, the only vowel I have access to is A (and sometimes Y), and every word has to come from articles in the newspaper…ouch. For anyone playing along, I highly recommend this lipogram tool as a sanity-saver: http://oulipost.douglasjluman.com/oulipostools/



 

 

camoheels

Jay by Day

 

By day, a naval man,

a wall. Half tank!

 

By dawn, all talk.

A walk-away Jay,

 

and by May,

an Amy. (Baby, that walk!)

 

Matt, halfway mad,

had a hand,

and a fatal bat.

That dawn, Amy fall flat.

 

Law man, all balky, want data?

Want a “why?”

Want a ball gag?

 

Sources:

Associated Press. “10 Things to Know for Today.” courierpress.com. Evansville Courier & Press. Web. 2 April 2014.

Associated Press. “Northwestern Indiana factory site may lure Illinois company.” courierpress.com. Evansville Courier & Press. Web. 2 April 2014.

Associated Press. “South Bend tower tenants eager for repair plans.” courierpress.com. Evansville Courier & Press. Web. 2 April 2014.

Baumann, Lisa and Valdes, Manuel. “Waters recede, helping search for mudslide victims.” courierpress.com. Evansville Courier & Press. Web. 2 April 2014.

Faiez, Rahim. “Blast kills 6 at Afghan Interior Ministry compound.” courierpress.com. Evansville Courier & Press. Web. 2 April 2014.

Gellar, Adam. “Deep water search for jet could turn on robot subs.” courierpress.com. Evansville Courier & Press. Web. 2 April 2014.

Goldenberg, Tia. “Israel moving forward with settlement homes.” courierpress.com. Evansville Courier & Press. Web. 2 April 2014.

Gordon, Marcy. “New CEO Barra faces tough task in shedding old GM.” courierpress.com. Evansville Courier & Press. Web. 2 April 2014.

Henao, Luis Andres. “President cautious as 8.2 quake kills 5 in Chile.” courierpress.com. Evansville Courier & Press. Web. 2 April 2014.

Jakes, Lara. “American spy’s release would be high-stakes gamble.” courierpress.com. Evansville Courier & Press. Web. 2 April 2014.

Lang, Derrik J. “Artist plants fake Bieber CDs in LA stores.” courierpress.com. Evansville Courier & Press. Web. 2 April 2014.

Nuckols, Ben. “Scandal-weary voters boot DC mayor from office.” courierpress.com. Evansville Courier & Press. Web. 2 April 2014.

Smith, Drew. “Expectant father fatally shot while on routine walk in Indy.” courierpress.com. Evansville Courier & Press. Web. 2 April 2014.

Talmadge, Eric. “Pyongyang opens marathon to tourist-runners.” courierpress.com. Evansville Courier & Press. Web. 2 April 2014.

Thomas, Colleen. “Kaczmarski’s slam leads Aces hit parade against SIUE.” courierpress.com. Evansville Courier & Press. Web. 2 April 2014.

 

Read how other Ouliposters tackled this prompt here.

Advertisements

4 Comments

April 2, 2014 · 9:07 am

Wanderlust and Immense

Wanderlust and Immense

 

Wanderlust and Immense

We live in those nights,
travelers visited by our own unconscious gift:
the courage to face our fears, accepting vulnerability:

who is afraid of whom? The bright moon, mystical, serene–
is she also dreaming?

One could sleep with bare arms, bare legs,
and the fear of forgetting
anything can happen. Dreams

will devour you.

[Remix poem. Source: Tweets responding to Henri Rousseau’s The Sleeping Gypsy. 1897.]

4 Comments

March 22, 2014 · 12:37 am

Adrenaline & Testosterone Battle to the Death

Adrenaline & Testosterone Battle to the Death

Yesterday’s poetry prompt on The Found Poetry Review site ( http://www.foundpoetryreview.com/blog/poetry-prompt-thoughts-on-art/ ) involves an experiment conducted by ART/140 ( http://artoneforty.com/ ) Basically, they asked web viewers to “share what you think about art” by selecting one of the listed works of art and tweeting their impressions/thoughts about that piece. This is where the FPR came in, with the idea of remixing those tweets into ekphrastic found language poems.



 

Adrenaline & Testosterone Battle to the Death

What could be perceived as chaos, rumpled and restless,
kinetic and alive, yet to unfold. The wonderfulness of a feverish pitch,

spinning wild. This is the feeling of a long day at work:
pistons, legs, elbows, arms, joints, and it is scary. Violent. Fast. Strong

movement. Demonic coiled energy, like a pulsating zodiac sign,
like a crumpled rainbow, crayons caught in a fan belt, an ecstatic pinwheel.

Danger is in bloom, and hope. The explosive liveliness of a jazz drummer
on a fast moving train, about to reach the 5/8 rhythm he has been looking for

all his life.

[Remix poem. Source: Tweets responding to Umberto Boccioni’s ‘Dynamism of a Soccer Player.’ 1913.(pictured above).]

Leave a comment

March 21, 2014 · 11:52 pm

Madison, New Jersey, 800 Miles from Home

Madison, New Jersey, 800 Miles from Home

Madison, New Jersey, 800 Miles from Home

Everyone else had east coast accents
that summer of apprenticeship. Sweltering
dorm rooms and sidelong glances for the Kentucky boy

who had mostly acted on bare, black box stages
and in the barn, telling his father “I’d love to learn to shoot.”
Anything to pass. Anything for applause, really,

just a couple of beer bottles on the top of a fence.
Set them up, see what happens.
Just a small transgression, down the road.

The bouncer sees him watching
men play pool, sees him watching him play
Spot the Outsider, lets him stay past closing.

“I’d love to learn to shoot,” he lies, again,
ring slipped into bluejeans pocket. “Set them up,
let’s see what happens.”

Leave a comment

March 21, 2014 · 6:40 am

Oulipost Playbook

Oulipost Playbook

So, now we have this tantalizing list, hinting at the Oulipost assignments. It looks like a fun and challenging range of–oh, wait…we meet again, Sestina, my old enemy…

Leave a comment

March 11, 2014 · 6:08 pm

Lamenting Antigone

Lamenting Anigone

 

Lamenting Antigone

 

So I couldn’t let the truth stay buried,
unhallowed, neglected. We share the same blood,
but you would condemn me,
stone me, bury me like an inconvenient truth
must be contained. My brother succeeded,

but hear me from my unmarked tomb–
remember me, my belt
defiant in gold and green, my colors

gay and unwavering
before the jury of my peers,
unqualified but judging all the same.
Let them cast their lots. I know the outcome.

I always knew

who would win, and why.
You admitted that the dearest profit could be too dear,
so I remember
when you called me dear.

Leave a comment

December 12, 2013 · 3:48 am

Becoming Creon

Becoming Creon

 

Becoming Creon

I understand you now.
You’d reject my forgiveness if I offered it,
so I won’t. I know you

adhere to what must be
preserved, safeguarded, inviolate
whatever the cost. What a mantra,

how convenient. The cost so little,
so dear. You say you only want to let the dead rest,
but I unbury things,

reawaken arguments
we have tired out
so many times.

Your helm held steady,
despite resistance, with aching hands. You hold
the course, withered skin upon the wheel. Nieces under

rock piles speak, and still you are
resolute. The one you tried to hide
has your voice, now,

raw and rubble-coughing,
but stronger than you would like
to concede.

Leave a comment

December 12, 2013 · 3:47 am