Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Erasure Poem


two black monkeys
swagger after man
uttering little between cuts
 
rounded out vocals not easy to hear
the visual as red strobes cutting
too hard
 
pacing, wrapping the cord
around his neck
on this night
the mind would have been wrong
 
The Challenge:  Go to your local news source, be it a newspaper or website and write an erasure poem from a local news story which posted today. 
 
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21 comments:

  1. MarianFebruary 12, 2014 at 10:21 AM

    ouch! ouch. this is quite visual and hurts a bit.

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  2. Jae RoseFebruary 12, 2014 at 10:40 AM

    Such dark yet curious imagery..i pictured actual monkeys..as well as the arctic kind!

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  3. Kerry O'ConnorFebruary 12, 2014 at 11:40 AM

    Oh, this is an excellent bit of madness!

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  4. SusanFebruary 12, 2014 at 1:41 PM

    whew. I think the deep dark of the concert surround when we look at the light REQUIRES such erasure, cutting, edgy movement into the wild. Needless to say It's been decades since I've been to a pop or rock fully-loaded concert.

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  5. bgottsabFebruary 12, 2014 at 3:25 PM

    Very creative and a little spooky.

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  6. Brian MillerFebruary 12, 2014 at 3:57 PM

    dang....dark path he decided to walk....
    i kept coming back to the two black monkeys
    which haunted him...

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  7. AnonymousFebruary 12, 2014 at 4:00 PM

    I stayed with the punk vein, then your comment, and the light came on. absolutely. ~

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    1. Kathryn DycheFebruary 12, 2014 at 4:44 PM

      This piece was deliberately ambiguous . . . I always love to see how people interpret what they read. Much the same way as art.

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  8. UnknownFebruary 12, 2014 at 4:49 PM

    I most like the way you wove in the last two lines at the end of this rather macabre piece.

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  9. GailFebruary 12, 2014 at 7:28 PM

    This is great.

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  10. Isadora GruyeFebruary 12, 2014 at 8:54 PM

    Ohhhhhh, how brilliant! Thanks for participating in the out of standard...I really like the poem you uncovered!

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  11. UnknownFebruary 12, 2014 at 10:28 PM

    Excellent discovery!

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  12. JimFebruary 12, 2014 at 10:33 PM

    Really nice, Kathryn ~~ I hadn't heard of the Artic Monkeys. Of course I haven't heard but a little since the 70's, just a little bit in the 80's. I am eating up the Beatles remembrances today.
    Your last bit about the cord around one of the singer's neck has me worried. I am sure your erasure left it that way from something not so scary. I will get my magnifying glass after posting here.
    ..

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  13. gabrielleFebruary 13, 2014 at 12:26 AM

    Brilliant choices. I pictured chasing monkeys, a return to the source.
    How did you ever eschew "orwell"?

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  14. UnknownFebruary 13, 2014 at 6:56 AM

    that last stanza - glad to know this was taken from an article about a concert otherwise it would have left my heart heavy.

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  15. AnonymousFebruary 13, 2014 at 11:48 AM

    Oh! The murderous monkeys... great description. It would make a striking news story as well. Well-penned.
    -HA

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    1. Kathryn DycheFebruary 13, 2014 at 4:04 PM

      Could you just image it as a news story that would get people talking.

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  16. MargaretFebruary 13, 2014 at 7:38 PM

    Ah, the revenge of the test-lab monkeys!

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  17. mrs mediocrityFebruary 15, 2014 at 8:57 AM

    Oooh, this is fabulous!

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