Thursday, October 13, 2011
Week 8 - Ford
Ford's "Last Breath at Dawn" was a bit trippy. When I first attempted reading it, I had to stop and go back, to start over again. The thing with it is that it is not syntactically conventional. The lack of punctuation and the lack of line breaks as a substitution for the punctuation makes the thoughts string together. One word does not necessarily lead into the next, logically. It plays with expectations and immediately goes against the norm with its form. But then it sets things up, allowing you to momentarily be lulled back into predicting where it's going. But no, no, no. Don;t get fooled. That word isn't wives, it's lives. I just loved how this poem played with conventions and how the back and forth allowed it to be a very interactive reading experience.
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