I need your help to create a collaborative poem. I'm hoping it will be nonsensical yet almost mean something. Consider it an electronic version Exquisite Corpse. If you're unfamiliar with the game, click here.
1. Post a random line from any source: an original line of text, something from the newspaper, a line from a spam e-mail. Heck, read the back of a can of Spam and add it. When I have enough lines, I’ll repost the finish product. Also,
2. Feel free to grab a few lines and repost it as flash fiction or a new poem altogether.
Here's the line:
He came this minute, a blurred gray shape roaring out of a dive ...
Cool!
12 comments:
Sorry, blogger problems...
"When out on the lawn I heard such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter."
That's good. Thanks Star!
"The fake penis is very expensive and doesn't work."
(from one of those goofy emails you get trying to sell you Cialis)
The one you love is 72.8% water
"...an attitude of unattachment essential to existence in liminality
(pp.78 In Midlife, Murray Stein)
"I had Scottsdale-type snobby girls in mind."
This is great! Keep 'em coming!
No shortage of spam out there, I see.
*smile*
"He drained the cup of gloom: it filled anew."
Great idea, January! - Nic
For use in Continental US only.
This unusual and free exhibition fuses graffiti and calligraphy in a contemporary style dubbed “urban Islamic art”.
As the lights start to dim, noise from the crowd quickly turns to silence.
from a fifth grade reading assessment
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