--On Thu, 14 Sep 2000 12:12 PM -0700 "Sheenagh Pugh" <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Then Candice explained you could look up
> "geotext" in the poetryetc archive. So I did, and the
> search box came up with "no matches". So I'm still
> baffled. Anyone got a translation?
the archives at listbot contain the geotext subs, but not the final edited text. here's a sample: an "edit" of random submissions (as filed in a recent Poetry Review). some will recognise parts of their texts!
I'd like to invite Poetryetc participants to assist in the creation of a geo-text. The aim is to break down territories, boundaries, demarcation lines etc. by creating an interactive regionalism. If people would send to the list responses to their immediate surroundings - responses to location, demographics, spiritual signifiers, gender, and so on - I'll work the collective effort into a single text and publish it as a Salt book. Your responses should be without punctuation and in continuous text - no line breaks. You will be appropriated, altered and mixed. So, maybe Douglas could begin with "Paris", or maybe it's the Alberta Douglas, or maybe Alison in Melbourne, or someone who lives purely in cyberspace. Deserts, oceans, and the maps of circuit boards all welcome. Interact away!
Pieces came in in their dozens even hundreds. I cut and spliced and mixed the prose poems into one continuous text. Here's a small extract:
two ferries 30 k town fishers loggers tiger lilies rhododendrons begonias hemlock painters sculptors an island of palm washed up at Santa Ana and down to the spilt warehouses all in the head the paint factories the furniture showrooms sprawled carpenters gardeners farmers deejays carvers electricians plumbers if you crane your neck you can just about see Kings College chapel through the third floor window though normally I keep the blinds closed to cut down reflections off my X-terminal monitor a colleague described mock-enviously as being the size of Rutland actually the view from the other side is better because you've got the Cam even though the gasometer spoils styles canada geese sea lions seals sand unpublished serious echoes remixing Heraclitus like he must be a mountain in Otago while gray kingfishers hunt California and marshhawks stylize hawkeyes by precise lack of coloration in birds earthbound where else but in newzealand the only raptors are a falcon and a swampharrier a name which reminds me that the worlds tallest flowering plant the eucalyptus regnans is called Mountain Ash by mainlanders but swamp gum in Tasmania most everything is swamp here it seems and the distinction in naming between here and there reminds me of the marketeers and their wiles as they try to superimpose blocked culverts rotting bridges daft dogs fast cars houses and converted barns where the ploughmen set soil aside to English nature's doubtful taxonomy I walk despite the numbers also walking where there's a train saying good afternoon it's a lovely day in Kew Gardens
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