Wednesday, January 31, 2018

ERASING "I FORGOT" (#1)

I posited I forgot. When I erase the "I forgot," does that mean I remember or never forgot? The difference between film and photograph? I am meta-meta-ing myself. When the eraser leaves, the paper still bears the marks of what was erased. I am meta-ing myself into the debris of marks. Perhaps dust or glitter. Perhaps poetry or not.


Thanks to curator Ian Whistle for giving "[Erasing 'I Forgot'] #1" a home at h&, a mag of visual poetry.

I am erasing -- and hopefully doing something more than just erasing -- the database-poem from my MURDER DEATH RESURRECTION project.


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