Poeta Doctus

John Bloomberg-Rissman: From In The House of the Hangman, with a commentary on the work in progress

Despite my persistent efforts to make my own work singularly weird, it is sometimes gratifying to find other poets working along similar lines, ameliorating somewhat my sense of alienation from the poetic milieu. Here and in other texts, John Bloomberg-Rissman composes in a manner similar to the method I adopted in the triptych Swim or Sear, Seventh Column, and March End Prill, in this instance “written / composed /constructed in real time, daily, out of the materials presented by that day (whether via RSS feed, Facebook, books received in the mail, emails, tv, conversation, or anything else the day brings).” My own application of this method was perceptively appreciated in a recent review.