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Aminata's Blog & Allison's

Here's Aminata Traore's blog link to add to your class links:
http://vitaminmimi.blogspot.com/

And Allison Peck's:
http://princessally20.blogspot.com/

Exquisite Corpses: 1pm class

#1

Rainbows above
bears that are plain
grumpy yet nice at the same time may remind you of John
or remind you of a crazy person
but in fact Susie was a crazy person
a very crazy person
went running around the dark room
the rain almost messed up her weave and it’s glued in.
O, who gives a shit.
Life is too short anyway—live it up!
Hakuna Matata!
Life is sweet and juicy.
If it had a taste, it would be just like gum,
lovely gum that tasted of chalk.
Sometimes I do not like gum.
But when I do, I’m chillin out maxin, relaxin all
cook, and shootin some b-ball outside of school,
starting to make trouble in the neighborhood.
What neighborhood? Where is this
song from?
Umm… song? What the hell?
I am hungry. Don’t Burger King sound delicious.
O, Susie a.k.a. grannnypanties, you
will get it.


#2

Gloomy Sunday
setting itself against
death this is retarded.
Yes, I totally agree.
Why is it raining so much?
Rain sucks! Why can’t it be snow!
Snow is worse, then we have to bundle all up.
So get your velcro boots, strap yourself in, and
demand justice!
If you don’t have velcro then run home,
run home and grab a gun.
Go next door and shoot the dog because
he barks too much.
Get the pooper scooper and clean up
the mess; make sure you hide your
tracks.
Rain drops keep falling on my head,
wind cuts into my soul,
dead worms on wet pavement.
You should see what the person before me wrote. What a donkey.
The jackass wrote about some guy’s eye,
how weird the guy’s eye was,
or how ugly his face look.
His face look really horrible!
Like the face of Susie when she wakes up in the morning.

Exquisite Corpses: 9am class

#1
Bulldoze the day
where we happily went
riding through the park
his mind wandered to the events of yesterday,
of the memories that were horrible to remember
but they remained, like the grass stains on his knees.
They all knew that he was squeamish, but they pressed on.
They pulled out their swords and marched in unison
down the yellow brick road
with everyone following.
The leader among conformists thrives successfully!

An ant queen wants for nothing;
the other ants understand her distress.
All felt great sympathy
as the crowd roars
a shot rang out
And a man’s life came to a sudden end.
Not knowing what happens from here,
walking blindly down the street,
waiting for everything, but expecting nothing.

#2
We happily hopped
off the bulldozer where
you can simply just
run around the world in a second
with no shoes on!
Only wearing silky white underwear
posing lustfully upon the bed.
There’s a knock on the door,
so I answer it.
Answer the question that is asked correctly and fully.

Examine each thing as itself. What is its nature?
Once your observations are complete and all is understood, one may go forth.
If all is understood what may go further.
In this journey that lays ahead
we will all be brought into the light
and beat down to a pulp by Richard Simmons
in a cold, damp field
he sat wondering,
what was she doing now?
She was making him nervous.

Posting Presentation Material

Amma, over at Fabulousity, puts up her class presentation material.  I think this is a great idea and great use of the blogs! 

Text (minus) text = Image

OK.  Go here: click

Start clicking on stuff.  Be patient, some of the visuals take a few seconds to materialize.

I'm thinking about "image" in a weird way here: visual images, images "painted" in words, but then something in between those here, in these pieces.

On top of all that, what is the "voice" of something that builds and decays like this, in letters, making images.  Or erasing them.

Check out

Dinah, over at Toxic Abyss.  She is out of the gate fast!  (though we still want to see those links up!) with a bunch of writing AND a video she made.  A perfect something for us to look at when we discuss the Burroway chapter on Imagery. 

~Robert