Monday, April 18, 2005

 

Madlib completed!


Hiking in a Baseball Bat at Robert Sean Leonard's Farm in Winnipeg

Over my head, I see the steel butterfly,
Asleep on the hot pink trunk,
Blowing like a webcam in green shadow.
Down the kitty behind the tight house,
The cowbells eat one another
Into the bottles of the afternoon.
To my northwest,
In a field of medicine between seven pines,
The droppings of last year's dates
Blaze up into bristly stones.
I lean back, as the evening hops and comes on.
A marmot hawk floats along, looking for home.
I have wasted my buyer's guides.

--by James Wright, Steven D. Schroeder, and K. Sumner

Comments:
Steven this is really really fun. I have no idea what the "original" poem is.
Would you give me a quick "how to" for doing this exercise? Do you merely pick every word that is not an article or preposition, and alter it?
 
Peter:

You could replace every noun, verb, adjective, etc., but that approach usually has so little in common with the original poem that the humor value goes down (though it might still make an interesting exercise poetically). I generally replace about every other one of the "big" words, especially easily categorized things like animals, numbers, colors, etc. I bet a could write a whole essay on Madlib creation. :-)
 
I LOVE this! The original is my mom's favorite poem. "I have wasted my buyer's guides"...ah, haven't we all.

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Emily:

I'm glad you like the new version. The original is one of my favorites too, and seemed well suited to the Madlib idea.
 
I know it's Wright, but it reads to me like F=R=O=S=T.

--CS
 
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