Remixed Poetry

Letters stand in utter defiance to spelling-book rules

by
Florence Foucault

The lost chatter of men, the
exteriority of written &
figurative elements—very
few persons write a good
letter. In this split & drifting

space, strange bonds are knit.
Two garrulous mutes use
elegant language, yet use it
easily. A word can take the
place of an object if the paren-

thesis is avoided. Neatness is
important. The measure of
the “iron horse” is how many
missives it drags behind. No
mass, no name, form without

volume.  Word & object are
deployed in two different
dimensions. Emptiness undoes
the space. Verbal lightning
flashes come naturally to a child.

Mark Young, 2015

Remixed works:
This Is Not a Pipe, by Michel Foucault
The Ladies’ Book of Etiquette, by Florence Hartley

Great Death Gives Way

Great Death gives way
to violent wildness

Glittering roots, spreading their bronze
and copper histories
invade anise and coriander

The green reed wailing on the hill—
dismembered, blade by blade

Blazing jealous wind, a catalyst that renders
pyres of tender lilac blossoms

Magic Wildness
willful in her primordial sorcery

Carving empty enormities
in the lonely psyche of dawn

A freakish naked scar

Spinning the animal tribes
round and round

Glorious “amid lanes and through old woods”
clockwise and counter-clockwise turning

Eugenia Hepworth Petty, 2015

Remixed work:
A Poem Beginning with a Line by Pindar, by Robert Duncan

I Was Like So Bad

I Was Like So Bad

I was like so bad. Like

I was on the sofa with a bucket

Shit wankered man

I was like so wasted

I mean 87% shit. It was sick man

I spewed in the bath

That shit was like brown

And the towels were like everywhere and I shout

Guys! I got a surprise for you all in the bathroom!

Classic times man. And like

The sound track to that would’ve totally been Morrissey.


Becky Fawcett, 2015

Remixed works:
Overheard conversations of people sketched by the author

A Double Cypher

by
Florence Foucault

The operation is a calligram. It
is a mark of ill-breeding to use
French phrases or words unless
they’re resting on a floor made safe
& visible by its own coarseness.

All this litter on the ground—
ask for an explanation. The
calligram has a triple role.
The vague uneasiness pro-
voked is a Cuban gentleman.

Severely censure the habit of
using sentences which admit
of a double meaning. We have
evidence of failure & its ironic
remains. Augment the alphabet.

Splintered wood, fragmented
shapes. Many men can converse
on no other subject than their
every day employment. Words
can no longer be reconstituted.

Mark Young, 2015

Remixed works:
This Is Not a Pipe, by Michel Foucault
The Ladies’ Book of Etiquette, by Florence Hartley