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text sound colab

I'm going to be collaborating on some processed soundpo (text sound composition) with Matt Dalby of the excellent blog , Santiago'sdeadwasp.

I'll keep you posted. should be interesting.

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any obstacle
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like tree branches

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over them.
seems so easy.

Tails
all aquiver,
waving in semaphore .

caould

I remember guantanamo bay (hommage to Jas H duke)

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I've found an audio interview with Jaap blonk today. very interesting. take a listen.

The prime minister 2 by Jaap Blonk (don't sue me jaap)

the prime minister 2

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For Hugo Ball

para-bilingual vispoem for Troylloyd and Karri Kokko (In English and anglosaxon)

This is a sort of bilingual poem, in that the text is written in modern English and old anglosaxon English. The words are from a very old poem called the seafarer. writing this visual poem was inspired by my freind TroyLloyds recent rorays into foreinlanguage poems and his interaction with Karri Kokko on the matter.

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tetetaturetetrr

Download Mike Cannell - tetetaturetetrr

poesie sonara

Troylloyd's great wrd withn.wrd blog has a interesting series of links and images on sound poetry today. well worth a look.

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Ball cams

lexicon

brtcsh

glitch (even language can)

the education

eyegrass

Cleptomaniac.

Rink root
Pall over, droop lit

Akron acorn
Real reek Rottella

De-
collage.

Navigation overlay.
Originates northwards.

Palls
Appals
Summer sets summerset
Superset.

Could do
Regrow
Forgotton binge crop.
Whisky and sertraline.

Not mixing.
Alphabetic apartheid.

flcksuss

23 completed

Well, there you go. the 23 completed. 23 for my age. When I'm 24 I may do 24 4-word poems. But don't hold your breath. more vispo,soundpo and more everything else on the way!

Hope nope thyme

Dot dot dash

I could you

Time difference differs

Key bored boar’d

Tea teams teen

wine wine wean

Swim win mile

Eye ball aye

None together know

You kissed me.

I loathe you

Skein ski sk’eel

Anti pro anti

Escape me escape

I level eye

she said "know"

you on you

And we did

About a bout.

Gold got under

Why should she¿

Aphids swim spin

the 23 series

I'm now beginning a poetic series (a loose sequence) called " the 23 series". Unusually for me this project has a couple of constraints.

1. It must be made of 23 poems.

2. Each poem must consist of just 3 words.

let's see how I go.

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s'rink

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epicdermis

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for troylloyd

LSD

role-n-play

intro

for Kurt Schwitters

the sky was

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glean

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interrupture

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Word For/Word

Word For/Word are going to publish 3 of my poems in the Autumn. Two visual poems and an asemic piece. It'll be out in October.

cerebral alliteration

slow

Not
Going anywhere
fast as such.

Just
Sitting playing
With words slowly

Moulding
Them and
Shaping them until

They
Follow an
Order that I’m

Pleased
With, one
That moves my

Mind
And makes
My stomach tingle.

sensesphere

Brooms poke holes in hollow walls.

survive

francesco llare

linguistic prosthesis

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Slipskill
Slipline

Echo
Located radar
Shadow piercing rifles.

hypnotism

longgg

a non

netfield

a sound poem for Geof Huth

The note

He got it, sure thing, the message that turned his timorous ears into putty. The words didn’t mean much to him (too many q’s, too many z’s and too many p’s), but he could sense the tone of the tome. Even letters on a page that hug each other closely like lovers alone at night to form words can have a tone, a timbre, a sound. A collection of ink spots on a page that make marks mean something. But then meaning is only ever fleeting. The semantic always descends into the asemic. Lines become blotches and spots become splats. He was terrified. He couldn’t answer it. The ringing, ringing note that blotted out all hope, all light.

Epée.

Letter tile
Magna glob

Smote light echo
Dynamo.

Forensic forest
Pheromone fickle-

Zundel overpass
Underpass blowcomb.

Slick, flop, flock, flick.

Smite smitten s’rit.

Too will to wool
Wick a whack wool.
Dot dot dash doll dig.

a sound poem for Alfred Jarry

untitled

split
lip
flip
glitch

we wanted to watch them rot

We wanted to watch them rot. To watch them rot we wanted. We rot to them, watch wanted. Watch them rot to wanted we. Rot watch to we wanted them. To them we rot, watch wanted. Wanted. We. Rot. To. Them. Watch

t'letter

worbdlog

well, I now have my secondary minor blog set up and will fill it up with little ittybitty-one-word-poems. I am a really keen pwoermdist ever since coming across Geof Huth's blog( which also enlarged my knowlage of visual poetry). enjoy

the diamond diggers

Try it. Draw a line under your chair. A line creates a loose boundary between you and the floor. Don’t use chalk because chalk flakes (teacher’s dandruff pressed white like cocaine on grey felt). Use a fingernail. Press hard as you scratch the floor, cutting linoleum and making you bleed from your quick like a white flesh fountain pen. To draw, to write, to write perhaps a poem. To paraphrase, because to paraphrase is to be paranormal. Divide soil from stone and steel from sapphire. Diamonds grow underneath my kitchen, but I can’t access them without help. Stone refuses to move, blocking access for diamond miners such as you or me. I tap and scrape but flesh gives way sooner then stone. Flesh is insubstantial. Bone and meat are temporary lovers, bonded by birth and divorced through death. Such persuasive arguments stop even the most determined diamond digger.

possible secondary blog

I'm toying with the idea of setting up a second blog just for pwoermds. This may or may not happen, and if it did it would be secondary to this blog and I would focus more on this one. might be a good idea.

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a meeting of criminals

brainworm

thythm

textnology

When It comes to technology, you have to abuse it as much as use it. You have to try and make it do what it doesn't want to as much as you can.
In my poetry I use:
An olympus DM-20 voice and music digital recorder
an HP all-in-one scanner/printer/copier/
Paint shop pro 7
adobe photoshop
audacity
supergoo
microsoft word
macromedia freehand mxa
macromedia flash
a biro and paint
I often mix several of these in a single piece.

is the medium the message? well, it's certainly the larynx

air rose ( with score)

air rose

Arose

A rose

Errors

Err ors

Air ors

Heir whores

Higher laws

Hi are l haws

Aye Eire

Ire higher heron

Re hghr hrn

Aural oral a roll

Ural you all e-role

G old

H old

O wned

B ottle

B ottle

Throttle the bottle

Thr

Thr

Fur

fur rottle

fur rotweiler

If I’m for fur, are whores for fur facts?

For fur for

Er ehh fur facts

Tax

Tax

Tax

Tax

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T ax

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my rendition of Ursonate

ursonate


Here's my rendition of Kurt Schwitters famous Sonata in primordial sounds. It's a piece that all sound poets should attempt their own interpretation of. Instead of doing it in different movements as it is usually performed I did it in one long session.