Found Poetry

[morgan_dhu]

For many people, found art is primarily tangible, substantial, visual. It is about objects removed from context - and sometimes modified - by the artist, given new context, new significance by being chosen, removed, re-placed, re-visioned as art.

There's always been found poetry out there, too - one of the more well-known mass media examples would be Simon and Garfunkel's "Silent Night/Seven O'Clock News."

I find that my spam filter is a fine source of found poetry, and here is today's poem.

Which too resplendent
At carmela it chysolite
it is unicorn
in a mack.

Comments

[morgan-dhu.livejournal.com]

What made this piece of found poetry particularly interesting to me was the last line. The first line of the segment was separated from the other three in my spam filter by about half-a-dozen very ordinary bits of spam offering my penny stocks and larger penes, but the last three came one after another in the order given.

This may not be a commonly known/used word in the UK, but mack (once and still, when used specifically, Mack) is a brand of trailer-tractor truck that is so ubiquitous that, like kleenex or xerox, it has lost its brand identity.

So the delight in this for me was the image of all of this romantic glory somehow embodied within, or acting as, a trailer-tractor truck.

I couldn't resist it.

[wolfinthewood.livejournal.com]

We don't have Macks/macks in the UK, or if we do, they are called something different. Or maybe I have just never taken them in.

A unicorn in a lorry. Immediately opens some intriguing prospects. I can see why you like it.

[morgan-dhu.livejournal.com]

Serious urban fantasy image. Even more so, I think, than Mercedes Lackey's stockcar racing elves.