week 2 trash poem
While rummaging through my trash, I encountered a collection of old papers from my Japanese class last quarter. These papers were mostly composed of vocabulary lists and explanations of syntactical concepts. My method for composing this poem was to cut out disparate words from these papers and rearrange them on the page. My thought process was heavily influenced by Cecilia Vicuna’s conception of language that she discussed during her lecture at the Neurbaum Collegium. As I understood it, her idea of language is that words are mysterious little vessels in which different forces and meanings collide and combine (in a somewhat sensual and erotic manner). While she emphasized the lovely internal chaos of single words (that she broke down into constituent words), I sought to investigate something analogous between individual words. The basic idea for this poem was to explore the way relationships between words create meaning in a sort of alchemical manner in which the individual meanings of each word transmute and alter via contact with another word, creating an entirely new meaning that is still related but somehow other than the original words. The sentence forming a circle is basically a description of this idea. I sought to arrange the words in the middle in such a way that the reader could imagine a multiplicity of connections between words (could detect the presence of “an invisible red thread” between all of the words)(incidentally, I think it’s pretty serendipitous that I found a chunk of text describing a red thread, considering Vicuna’s use of similar imagery). For example, a small planet could be described as a stone bell, and a bell’s sound resembles a giggle, and a giggle is perhaps similar to a flower, and flowers—like planets—are cyclical entities that could be thought of as a circle, and so on. Creating the poem in this fashion forced me to focus on the visual dimension of the page, which is a style of writing poetry that I don’t often do. So, making the words physical arrangement a centrality was an attempt to get out of my comfort zone and learn more about writing with attention to the visual. One thing I wish I had done better and will continue to think about is color. I couldn’t find any colorful bits of trash that were aesthetically pleasing or relevant enough for me to want to incorporate into the poem. I feel like there’s a little too much empty space, and adding some other colorful visual element could add a lot.
-nathan










