Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Found Poem

The following poem was written using words spoken during a lecture.


Interaction

Choose another assembly
One inherent, overt–
Big as a bed, cars on top of cars–
In that manner pursue total chaos.

Four hands, four degrees
Absolute destruction


white space


not yours. Interesting spatial
totem pole. Interesting?
I don’t know

What to say? Form sculpture
in front of you. Criteria?
Unrealistic rendering, scale abstraction

No purpose, adjacencies
Five moves = composition.

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