Below, in the May 16 posting, this blog considered all of the permutations of a few words -- in search of "the best" arrangement. Today we illustrate word-permutations in poems.
First, a few lines from poet Gertrude Stein (1874-1946) -- who was masterful in her distortions of ordinary syntax and in her use of language in new ways. Stein played with both repetition and rearrangement; here is a brief example:
Money is what words are.
Words are what money is.
Is money what words are.
Are words what money is.
Showing posts with label Brion Gysin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brion Gysin. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Theorem-proof / Cut-up / poems
For mathematicians, reading a well-crafted proof that turns toward its conclusion with elegance and perhaps surprise -- this mirrors an encounter with poetry. But can one have that poetry-math experience without being fluent in the language of mathematics? Below I offer a proof (a version of Euclid's proof of the infinitude of primes) and a "cut-up" produced from that proof-- and I invite readers (both mathematical and non-mathematical) to consider them as poems.
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