"I sought, this time, to approach him. I mean I tried to make him understand that, although I was there, still I couldn't go any further, and that I, in turn, had exhausted my resources. The truth was that for a long time now I had felt I was at the end of my strength."
-Maurice Blanchot The One Who was Standing Apart from Me
Slip stream poems-
(poems which one takes a phrase, usually found during reading, consisting of three to seven words, and alters it word by word until possibilities are exhausted or that the "poet" gets bored.)
Here's the first experiment- from several years ago (from ca. 1996)
"alone in the womb"
You tear us
You tell us
I tell us
I say us
I say late ~r.
Another one tomorrow-