Issue 1 Polite Clarification
Jonathan Ball weighs in: "It is a bit early to praise or condemn this, methinks. However, it is definitely not cool for the editors to not respond to concerns by the authors by refusing to post a clarification of the project."
On Friday at the latest, I'll post a pdf that will take you a few minutes to download. It will contain original contributions from each of the poets previously listed, as well as another two or three thousand. I'm waiting on a few stragglers. So keep yr aggregators tuned this way etc. etc., and rest up good. If you're up to it, I'd suggest gulping the magazine whole, for 83 straight hours of transcendent poetic revelry reflecting the whole panoply of human achievement, emotion, wistfulness, and athletic achievement.
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This entry was posted by Stephen McLaughlin, on
29 September 2008.
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Thanks for the good laugh. I wish there would be some room left for 2 of my favorites: Geoff Huth and John M. Bennett. Unless this is a concept PDF and the list of names IS the poem. Globalization has just hit poetry shores, it seems.
Excellent.
And everyone should also stay tuned because I'll be publishing a 1/2 page PDF of the work of Vladimir Zykov, Steve McLaughlin, and Gregory Laynor. It will be a valiant contribution to the world of flooring, orange peels, human ectoplasmic dynamics, and parcheesi reinvigoration tectonics.
Well! I saw my name. Not right at first. But I saw it there. In that big long list. There it was.
It was almost like it meant something.
i demand a hard copy!
Well. I'm a little sad I didn't make the list. Boo.
Haha, I cannot wait for this.
I feel honored to be on a poetry list; what it means I've yet to find out. But I am honored all the same.
For hard copies, please send a self address postcard to:
Jews For Jesus
109 E 31st St
New York, NY 10016
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My interest here is primarily in situationist city planning as a
contested site between vexation and pleasure. Somewhere between
playfulness and latent hostility, in a space shared with both the
situationist utopia New Babylon and Richard Serra’s Tilted Arc, I’ve curated a “treasure hunt” through a series of square postcards that lead the participant in an ultimately circular progression from one
site to the next. Referential to its host space, the work
simultaneously celebrates and subverts its banality.
To engage with the circularity in terms of zen practice is perhaps
productive. If egos (my own, and those of participants) are attached,it is a prank. If egos are detached, it is a koan. The same observation can also be made of both New Babylon and Tilted Arc.
–Weldon Gardner Hunter
Pranky McPrank!!
I'd never capitalize all those Os unless I was joking.
And the poem's not too funny!
Sure are a lot of poets knocking around.
Guess it's better to be in than out. Not that it matters one way or another.
It's still damned hard to write a good poem.
The next time some dumb-ass "editor" feels smart enough to include some of my poetry in an anthology, perhaps he should make sure he can tell his ass from mine--to wit, I never wrote that asinine piece of feces on page 3517.
The poem attributed to 'Patrick Chapman' was not written by me. Someone's having a laugh.
Patrick Chapman
I would never willingly sink beneath a pilgrim.
But thanks for "including me".
Jim Maughn
re: controversy
poets are often a bit attention starved
the shitstorm over the fake attributions might come from the fact that few poets have received any significant attention at all
then to be misquoted,
sigh, after receiving an alert!
its superego shattering
other note: few poets might be familar with computer-generated poetry...it seems self evident that this is all machine-generated, but perhaps you cld enlighten the machine-challenged....
re: curiosity
can u guys post notes on yr methodology? aka algorithms? process? misc exe sdk svn etc?
thnks
i can see that you lir'l felas dan wan me to rest in my grave grave, huh? making me dance my did, hug? publishing a poem for me even before i decide to write it, huh? you never lived in pretty how town like i did. you never seen how we done write America golden. you never did. you come now thinking computer, and wake me to read a poem i never did...
(e.e.cummings complaining, through me, his friend on the Web)
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