That and your use of combining words a lot and how you let your words and your stanzas hang open, as you say, space for the poem to breathe in. Also how you spell certain words the way they are pronounced and not at all how they are spelled. You had fun with it, perhaps that's simply what reminded me.
cool i actually think most of that (phonetic spellings, runningtogetherwords) i picked up from kerouac but i drfinately see the e.e. (he is one of my faves)
this piece started the way it did, becuz i said i was taking a break from lj "not even here" is a half-joke soooooo, i am interested why does it seem homesick (to you?) just a feeling? I'd like to know
i just got a very nostalgic vibe on the first few readings. this had a very 'memory' feel: somewhere, iowa i was thrown into the cornmaze
(fireflyguts lie glowing science boyplay on strings on rackets in parks on the river kalamazoo)
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is the power of the middleclass (tack, panache, plaster) is the burbs of painless mediation pointless readings and joy
made me think of my own hometown (don't you just adore how we all read thru a different lens of perspective?)
the repetition of i do not exist / i am not even here / etc. echoed the angry side of homesick that says, "what the hell??? how can you people be getting on with life, having regular days and normal nights, without me??? my absence should make as much noise in your life as yours does in mine!!)
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I took my time reading this, and for some reason that always makes things interesting.
I love your writing.
I suck. I don't know your name.
Spill.
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my name is Ray Swaney
yours? Shaina?
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the ONLY thing i picked up from e.e. here
is how much space i left the poems to breathe in.
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i actually think most of that
(phonetic spellings, runningtogetherwords)
i picked up from kerouac
but i drfinately see the e.e. (he is one of my faves)
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adoring the drippiness of the words.
you make me want to write a
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poem.
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"not even here" is a half-joke
soooooo, i am interested
why does it seem homesick
(to you?)
just a feeling?
I'd like to know
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this had a very 'memory' feel:
somewhere, iowa
i was thrown into the cornmaze
(fireflyguts lie
glowing science
boyplay
on strings
on rackets
in parks
on the river kalamazoo)
and
is the power of the middleclass (tack, panache, plaster)
is the burbs of painless mediation
pointless readings
and joy
made me think of my own hometown (don't you just adore how we all read thru a different lens of perspective?)
the repetition of i do not exist / i am not even here / etc. echoed the angry side of homesick that says, "what the hell??? how can you people be getting on with life, having regular days and normal nights, without me??? my absence should make as much noise in your life as yours does in mine!!)
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i'm sure you deserved it
and i love the lenses, indeed
nice job as appreciator/co-author by the way
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