1. Oulipost #13: Epithalium

    Axiom
     

    retie the birding tree:
    the egret kited,

    hiked the edge.

    the egret girthed.
    the tree, ired:

    “the here beget there.”

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    Source: An Oulipian epithalamium, or marriage song, is one composed exclusively with the letters of the names of a newly married couple. Visit the engagement or  wedding announcements section of The Baltimore Sun and select a couple. Write a poem using only words that can be made with the letters in their first names.

     

  2. Oulipost #12: Sonnet

    Sonnet
     

    Full bloom along
    the tidal basin;
    set about quietly
    rebuilding—I get that.

    No way out other than
    a blue pullover sweater,
    assets linked to the trade.
    There are elements.

    Friends, spending
    time together.
    Such barriers relate,
    maybe not.

    Everyone is
    what can seem.

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    Sources 1 and 2Write a sonnet sourced from lines found in Baltimore Sun articles.

     
  3. cassandragillig:

    alyssa took this video of what i do on my nights off

    this is fucking hypnotizing

    (Source: bunkmatepoetry)

     
     

  4. Oulipost #11: Univocalism

    [ends between]
     

    they ended where
    they went;
    we were set,
    expressed:

    "we, the expected,
    preserve the system;
    be the letter effects.

    The new need get spent.”

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    Source: A univocalic text is one written with a single vowel. It is consequently a lipogram in all the other vowels. All words used must be sourced from The Baltimore Sun.

     

  5. "Superman. It’s always been Superman and it always will be. A good Superman story is hard to find. They’re rare to the point that I can make a comprehensive list of them off the top of my head. But when one does come along… A good Batman story is entertaining and bad ass. And it makes you think “Batman is cool.” A good Green Lantern story is generally fraught with emotional peril but, at the end, you’ll wish you had a power ring. A good Superman story fills you with awe.
    It’s the mythology of a sun god who wished he was a man because he saw something so great in us. It’s the story of a hero who could move whole worlds and see through stars and hear a whisper on the other side of the planet… who fell in love with a storyteller. It’s about a man and his dog.
    Every single day, you can turn on the news and hear about something bad happening. People do terrible things to each other all the time. And, on the worst days, you might just sit down and get cynical, thinking thoughts like “maybe we are inherently evil. Maybe there’s just something wrong deep down in our hearts.”
    And then there’s Superman. Looking down at the world with an unfathomable sadness. Waiting for us to join him in the sun. All the while, truly believing something only an impossible man could believe.
    “If you knew how you are loved, not one of you would raise a hand in rage again.”
    There’s a psychology to storytelling. It’s really quite simple. When presented with something light, we look for darkness. When presented with darkness, we look for the light. It gives a story depth. In a world without a Superman, we made one for our fiction. To guide us and make us feel brave. To let us hope.
    You will believe a man can fly."
    — 

    a redditor talking about his favourite superheroe (via burnedlogic)

    "A good Superman story fills you with awe.

    It’s the mythology of a sun god who wished he was a man because he saw something so great in us. It’s the story of a hero who could move whole worlds and see through stars and hear a whisper on the other side of the planet… who fell in love with a storyteller.

     …there’s Superman. Looking down at the world with an unfathomable sadness. Waiting for us to join him in the sun.”

    (via counterpunches)

    (Source: logicburns, via howitzerliterarysociety)

     
  6. cassandragillig:

    omg kelly is every kind of genius

    (Source: kellyschirmann, via tracydimond)

     

  7. birdsoflace:

    "I treat my friends like diaries.
    Some nights I come home just to see
    if the check’s in the mail. 
    Around the country I perform my entire life
    in iambic tetrameter.”

    yesyesyesyes

     
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  9. Oulipost #10: Snowball

    Death of a Midshipmen
     

    O, he was
    will, being.

    Spring content
    (laughter, kerchiefs).

    Procession;
    generations;
    acknowledged.

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    Source: This procedure requires the first word of a text to have only one letter, the second two, the third three, and so on.  From The Baltimore Sun, select a starting vowel and then continue adding words of increasing length from the same source article or passage.

     
  10. uutpoetry:

    Temples of Stardust and Bitter Fascism

    I have signed into Chrome
    as a monster signs in to a perpetual loop of learning.

    Feed me inside this prison of carbon copies and timber.
    I am made new in silence.

    Adjustments will keep being made
    until the smell of apocalypse coffee is gone,
    until we find bulls thudding together
    in the third chamber of the heart.

    Social niceties are the goal of every incinerator.
    Diadems retract, vagrants commiserate,
    Fallopian tubes auscultate.

    It is a question about the sun.
    There is a church where they juggle feathers
    and never ask you difficult questions.

    Fallen sections of your body tolerate this treatment
    because we pass each other
    on the same streets
    and only listen to music.


    seed text: Migration, by W.S. Merwin
    art by Karen Constance paintings and collage

     

  11. Oulipost #9: Headlines (variation of Jean Queval’s “Cent Ons”)

    to drop
     

    sunshine, fatally
    stabbed.

    what they’re saying:
    blood moon.

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    Prompt: Compose a poem whose body is sourced from article headlines in The Baltimore Sun.

    Sources:

    to drop; sunshine; fatally stabbed; what they’re saying; blood moon.

     
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  13. whatmountains:

    Jeannette Gomes, from Disintegration Cycle

    Lol this is so fucking cool

     

  14. Oulipost #8: Beautiful Inlaw (Beau Present)

    lo, relit retina, a notary
     

    my eye:

    a motel melt,
    a loamy molar
    a merino lemon

    my relay:

    learly tailor
    iron alter ratio
    relit ramen

    my aeon:

    linear terminal
    aolian atom
    amino atoner

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    Prompt (Martin O’Malley): Select a name from an article in The Baltimore Sun. Compose a poem using only words that can be made from the letters in that person’s name.

     
  15. (Source: bryko, via myshoesuntied)