September 24, 2006
Oulipo - an article from The Believer magazine
... Oulipo ... Oulipo ... Oulipo ... Oulipo ... Oulipo ... Cent mille milliards de poèmes.
Here's some of Ian Monk's work.
Hey, I wrote that sentence without using the letter U!
Or B, C, D, G, J, L, P, Q, T, U, V, W, X, Z.
To say nothing of H and Y.
Constrained writing is more diverting to do, it seems, than to read. And rather takes the excitement out of the thing, unless ye have a mad passion for word games and generally messing about with text.
Which it would seem not many monkeys do.
*eyes other monkeys pointedly*
Heh!
So purty!
OUCH!!
Please remove your pointed eyes from me sir!
Ach, now, BlueHorse, that's all my eye and Betty Martin.
Because the eyes above aren't my eyes, those are Wolof's eyes....Aye, one and one is two and some things are too much.
The fella in the pics is Raymond Queneau.
Looks a bit like Ogden Nash in a couple of those shots.
something i read yesterday that put me in mind of this thread:
Having placed in my mouth sufficient bread for three minutes' chewing, I withdrew my powers of sensual perception into the privacy of my mind, my eyes and face assuming a vacant and preoccupied expression. I reflected on the subject of my spare-time literary activities. One beginning and one ending for a book was a thing I did not agree with. A good book may have three openings entirely dissimilar and inter-related only in the prescience of the author, or for that matter one hundred times as many endings.
Flann O'Brien At Swim-Two-Birds opening paragraph
Grrr! Trying again:
Heh!
Ye score one point, roryk. But there's no telling how many I've lost!
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