Playing with Words: An Experimental Poetry Workshop

Always want to be a poet, but can't quite set the words to paper? Write that Great American Novel? We'll use some unique techniques and prompts taken from avant-garde writers and literary movements (and a few of my own) to generate material and get you writing--whether think you are creative or not. You will leave with 2 – 3 new pieces of writing each week and a wealth of ideas for even more!
Drop-in class members are also welcome. So if you think you can't commit to every session, but you can come to at least two, feel free to sign up at the last minute!

Articles and Lists
These are three links from Newspaper Blackout Poems (2), which we will be using for this week, and Bernadette Meyer's and Charles Bernstein's Experiments List, from which I drew for some of the exercises. This list is widely available in various forms on the internet. I will also update my own list of experiments and post them on here as well, but that will probably be after the class.

Play with words -- last class and exquisite corpse
Hey everyone! This week is our last class. I would love to see 12 bright shiny faces at class -- so even if you haven't come to one before, come to this one! Also we'll be doing evaluations for the class, so come and fill out an evaluation and just meet people!
Here's our group poem from this week:
The last tie I went to a funeral, I couldn't believe what I saw.
Three clowns were marching up and down the aisle
whisper under tehir breaths about whose nose what reddest and whose shoes loudest.
Tapp shoes are loud, loud and tappy. Tappy -- is that even a word?
My mind often diverges in such a way
twisting and turning, my thoughts
began to manifest in the expression of my neighbors eyebrows, as my fingers --
eyebrows are odd things. They're there for what?
To catch things before they fall into your eyes?
