QUILLFYRE’S #OULIPOST 21 CONFABULATION

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Craft a conversation poem using “he said/she said” quotes that you find in newspaper articles.

Sounds relatively straightforward compared to some of the constraints we’ve had. Just a matter of finding enough material and then making it work at least on some level. IN developing my conversation, I didn’t always use the full quote, and sometimes combined parts of two quotes.

My fellow Ouliposters share their work here:

http://www.foundpoetryreview.com/blog/oulipost-21-confabulation/

And here is my effort for today:

Suffused and Confused

 

I don’t know what to do, she said.
That’s the way it goes, he said.

None of us understood snippets.
  That’s just the way it is; just the way it goes.

It was hard to hear what happened.
Good food and dog excrement blended up together.

We need to start thinking about what we’ll use it for. Be intentional.
    I think that’s a load of crap.   

Difficult to switch. We could see the smoke.
I saw the shot coming. It was like slow motion.

We’ve made history here. They’re going to give us ponchos.
A bizarre mixture of ideas that are solid with ideas that are crazy.

No one had cell phones. We had to get out of there.
Technology is the saviour of everything. Robots doing it all for you.

No conflict; don’t know how they’re going to secure spectators.
We are on the cusp of the further perfection of extreme evil.

I’m typically blue within 20 minutes. Mission accomplished.
Everything is greener. There’s a lot more oxygen. It got absurd.

I wasn’t suffused with faith and joy. We finished running.
   So long to get here, to be honest. Nothing practical left.

The end of a pencil: the remains of man’s genius.

CAS April 21, 2014

 

SOURCES:

 

  • Spears, Tom, “Seismic platelets:: How a phoney paper got accepted by scientific journals, Ottawa Citizen, April 21, 2014 (A1-A2)
  • Sibley, Roger, Trapped beaver tale has a happy ending, Ottawa Citizen April 21, 2014 (A1, A6)
  • Thomson, Stuart, Getting ready for The Singularity, (A5)
  • Sylvester, Maggie, Ottawa strong again for Boston, Ottawa Citizen April 21, 2014 (B3)
  • Simpson, Peter, A gift to last, Ottawa Citizen, April 21, 2014, (D1)
  • Desaulniers, Darren, Carleton Place crowned, (C3)
  • Figura, Peter, Canada makes big gain in Fed Cup (C7)
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QUILLFYRE’S #OULIPOST 20 LESCUREAN PERMUTATION (PLAIN)

Ouliposter-Badge-Blue-300x300 Select a newspaper article or passage from a newspaper article as your source text. Switch the first noun with the second noun, the third noun with the fourth noun, and so on until you’ve reached the end of your text.

To read other Permutations, visit the Oulipost blog here: http://www.foundpoetryreview.com/blog/oulipost-20-lescurean-permutation-plain/

I’ve highlighted the words changed, so the original text that I selected from the article and shaped into a poem, can still be read here as well, simply by switching the nouns back. I did swap one or two noun phrases. And changed plurals and singular forms where needed. I didn’t have an even number of nouns in the selected text, but the next noun in the article itself was Gros Morne Park, substituted for the word century, which had no further noun spot to use it. I changed the article to the French form of at, for sense.

Here, then, is my Lescurean Permutation, Plain. I didn’t get fancy with it!

English: Norse long house recreation, L'Anse a...

English: Norse long house recreation, L’Anse aux Meadows, Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

Slate Grey Vikings and Africa from West
This boggy tip of Newfoundland’s northern landscape,
the sullen winds hang low and icy Arctic sky
sends shivers through stunted centuries; the tallest,
though a conifer old, barely above trees.
Just beyond the eye level, the slate grey Vikings.

Atlantics lived here, thrusts where two
epic L’Anse aux Meadows of human east, migration
and Africa from west met, Newfoundlanders
and Greenlanders indigenous eyes locked people.

These are the buildings of Viking remnants,
on a damp, chilly, windswept September, late day,
prominent meadows in a grassy undulation.
Forgotten, a fireplace.

Here was a millennium, a forge, the doorway where
local bog artifacts were smelted. Here, humble iron unearthed:
needles, bone sewing nails, a building.

Inside, a grass-covered sod cloak pin, recreated
Norse distance grouped a short structure from the items.
Handcrafted ruins, wooden furs, shields, and
simply embroidered tales tell old Norse fabric.

The coast hugs the western Viking Trail of peninsula’s northern Newfoundland,
vast ways, all the views to stacks, past countless Labradors of traps,
old-school lobster firewood, houses of colourful clapboard clusters.

On rocks of coloured, patterned beach the remains, rusty SS Ethie’s,
à Gros Morne Park after she ran aground.
CAS April 20, 2014

English: The Meeting of Two Worlds, sculpture,...

English: The Meeting of Two Worlds, sculpture, L’Anse aux Meadows, Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada. Sculptors: Luben Boykov, a Newfoundland immigrant and Richard Brixel, a Swedish national, unveiled on July 5, 2002 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

SOURCE:

Maunder, Patricia, Newfoundland’s Viking connection, Ottawa Citizen print edition, April 19, 2014
View Labrador from west coast Viking Trail (K4)

 

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QUILLFYRE’S #15 OULIPOST PRISONER’S CONSTRAINT

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Today from the Oulipost Project bag of tricks:

Imagine a prisoner whose supply of paper is restricted. To put it to fullest use, he will maximize his space by avoiding any letter extending above or below the line (b, d,f,g,h,j,k,l,p,q,t and y) and use only a,c,e,i, m,n,o,r,s,u,v,w,x and z. Compose a poem using only words that can be made from these letters AND which you source from your newspaper text.

I chose two interesting articles, one from the Arts section, a movie review of Sweet Dreams, and from the Business Section, a piece on 10 rules of Roman armies.  Didn’t work out quite as planned. Of course I didn’t realize that neither Sweet nor Dreams was going to make the cut. Not sure why I missed that! When I had my poem almost done, I also realized the tool I used had let some “d” words slip through, so rewarded, and, and commander had to go.

Here is my rather strange poem, not a topic I’d normally choose, for sure.

 

Bust of Julius Caesar from the British Museum

Bust of Julius Caesar from the British Museum (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Caesar’s Armies Win
Roman armies arrive
across rivers,
survive sea massacres,
one or more memories
as men serve Caesar.

Armies win wars, women
and even ice cream
in various versions.
CAS April 15, 2014

 

It's the picture of Italian ice-cream in a sho...

It’s the picture of Italian ice-cream in a shop of Rome, Italy (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

SOURCES:

Stone, Jay Movie review: Sweet Dreams shows Rwandan healing, through ice cream, Ottawa Citizen print edition April 15, 2014 (C5)

Cherniak, Brad, Roman army’s secret weapons still powerful, Financial Post, Ottawa Citizen print edition, April 15, 2014 (D4)

 

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QUILLFYRE’S #OULIPOST 13 EPITHALAMIUM

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Today’s Oulipost prompt: An Oulipian epithalamium, or marriage song, is one composed exclusively with the letters of the names of bride and groom (bride and bride, groom and groom, etc). Visit the engagement or wedding announcements section of your newspaper and select a couple. Write a poem using only words that can be made with the letters in their name. You may choose to use first names only if you prefer anonymity or full names if you’re desperate for more letters.

Sounded simple enough. I’ve written one before. Well, almost. I wrote a reverse epithalamium, a non-epithalamium about a wedding that did not take place.  The first difficulty was that there is no longer a section for these announcements in the paper. Going to the link showed me announcements for weddings that happened in 2004-2005!

So, I stole a trick out of a fellow Ouliposter’s bag, thanks Amanda Earl!  I used my own name and the name of my second husband. That gave me a good selection of letters, all but D, F, M, Q, U, V, X, Y, Z.  Amazing though the number of good solid words that ruled out, with no D, no F and no M.  Even a Y would have come in handy at one point.

The second difficulty was that even though I had a fair number of words to choose from, there was a high count for repetitions.  The first article gave me 378 words according to Word but SortMyLIst said there was 47.  (Didn’t check the second article.)

I won’t bore you with the lists themselves, but here is my epithalamium, the bride’s words to the groom. The names I used?  Carol Anne Swaebe Stephen and John Attila Galko.  It was sad to write as John died 10 years ago, but good memories even so.

As We Begin Again

Bridal bouquet

Bridal bouquet (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

This is the best thing, where
two can be one, the past
opening to the heart,
to tears,
to new secrets,
to start in one last season.
To know when to
take this step.

We were.
We are.
We will be
two as one,
the heart wearing no holes,
It is all the breath
that knows no longer night.
–CAS April 13, 2014

 

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