Concrete poem of a revolving door and the letter X
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Wow….at first I thought it would be hard to read but when I started my eyes just natually followed the text as the words were being processed. What an amazing offering for us to enjoy! Thank you so much. π
Thank you, Billie! I appreciate your kind words and for taking the time to comment. Concrete poetry is my specialty, but I also dabble in photography and short essays and poems on art and nature. I look forward to following your blog as well. Hope you have a good night π
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Tyler
very cool1
Thank you! I actually wrote part of this poem as a reply to a comment from one of my followers. It’s funny how whole new ideas can spin off of older inspirations, hence why I picked a revolving door. Nature is cyclical so why should we be any different?
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Tyler π
I have had moments like this as well, life is very inspiring….
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X marks the spot, read on weary reader….hopefully the text is larger now, after re-blogging…
I think I like it better small.
Thank you! I was going back and forth (like the letters on the page) about what size the text should be. This poem is supposed to zoom in on the very being of our creative inspiration. Conversely, the reader can step back and visually experience a crosswalk of diction. Who says poetry should be in a straight line? It’s the eXcitement of the moment that bustles across the folds of the brain into an eXpansive plane of mystery. Glad you enjoyed my new experimental concrete poem!
Cheers,
Tyler π
The zoom in and step back work best for me with the small text but I think that is to do with my own eyesight at this stage of my life. That makes shape poems tricky (and other things too, I suppose); trying to balance what appeals or looks right to the creator and what may appeal to a variety of readers.
This is really cool. I like that it’s a bit tough to read the X. It’s almost like a treasure map!
Thank you, Emily! I totally agree. Poetry is not a cut and dry concept atop a piece of paper. It is mercurial and many-faced, a map made for the mysteries we do our best to eXplore and unearth everyday. I hope you have a wonderful Friday!
Cheers,
Tyler π
Well put! And a great weekend to you as well π
This is pretty snazzy. Always cool to see a nicely executed visual element to poetry.
Thank you! Since humans are very visual creatures, I think concrete poems are the perfect medium by which to attract attention (to the art of poetry) and infuse freshness and dimension into diction. This concrete poem represents a crosswalk of conteXt, a revolving door eXchanging creative currency, a treasure map marked for our eXploration. We are all part of this ever changing world. Glad you enjoyed it!
Cheers,
Tyler π
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Thank you for proving my point! Your textural illustration is much more interesting and illuminating π
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Tyler
Hehe – indeed!