Just not a very good blogging month for me--too much else on my mind, I think. Oliver's weekly post will have to wait yet another day, cause I don't like to just throw him up here pell-mell.
In the meantime, here is a visual representation of Kerouac's On the Road. It's hard to read here, but the colors represent themes/subjects, and the stems are the chapters, paragraphs, sentences--ending with the flower tip word counts.
Click on them to see a bit bigger.
3 comments:
I woke up this morning berating myself for missing Oliver yesterday. It is a crazy week for me, but I'm trying to stay on top of things.
What I'm really saying is: I'm glad it is you and not me. ;)
Also that I'd rather wait and have the story told the way you'd want it to be and not just put up all pell-mall.
What Judie said - no pell mell Oliver.
Love the finished picture! Once upon a time I thought I loved Kerouac. Then I discovered Diane di Prima.
Here's one of my favorites of hers:
Song for Baby-O, Unborn
By Diane di Prima
Sweetheart
when you break thru
you’ll find
a poet here
not quite what one would choose.
I won’t promise
you’ll never go hungry
or that you won’t be sad
on this gutted
breaking
globe
but I can show you
baby
enough to love
to break your heart
forever
Judie - LOL <-- real actual laugh out loud. Yes, c'est moi.
J,J,J - I've never even read Kerouac. But thanks for sharing this poem, it's beautiful.
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