Tuesday, May 13, 2008

A Baudelaire cut-up

Using William S. Burroughs' and Brion Gysin's method of cutting something up into fours and reassembling it in a different order. The poem is one of my favorites, "The Enemy", from "The Flowers of Evil".

"A constant storm, the water had eroded the brilliant suns shot through and who knows if the
fruits were born in this poor sand had so much to do the food of soul to of thought at hand, I cry! I cry! Life feeds and spade to groom and that dark enemy the washed-out land battens on blood that deep as tombs When I was young I flowers in my mind though now and then like a beach will find so in my garden few a healthy start? The rain and thunder, the seasons' maw Now are the Autumn who gnaws our hearts and I must use the drips into his jaws! Rebuild and cultivate."

Very interesting. Short poems are easier to do this with, it seems, than larger sections of text.

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