After reading Style and voice, i decided ro respond to this by trying to emulate the styles and voices of two of my favorite poets, Tristan Tzara and Walt Whitman. Going to try this through subject matter. Gonna try. To show alittle change I am going to use the same subject of a drive to the store.
Trying to Trick Tristan Tzara
tick tock refrigerator water goes while burning
bright heart burns soft soft softer still
pumping thrashing mashing and crashing
mother makes a son
then a aughter
in the afternoon beneath the flourescent sky christMas
lamps
and then a boy with a pink complexion and hearty erection
and then a girl with crosse feet and pajamed sheep
and then a dog with missing mouth missing teeth and fur like camel
hair coats sold on sunday afternoons
blood sills and thrills kills
(bleh)
Walking Walt Whitman
O! American family
with hope spread over crackers and into words
wagon thrusting motion as it goes from corner to corner,
street to street,
with all others watching a feeling,
O! wanderers and ponderers to the thought and mindset and reason
For groceries with fuel to this great land where blood has been spilt
I sing thee and praise as your songs play in wireless headsets
and podsets and chces and cd players
and lipsyched videos spread across the land
and it is sung in my heart
and in hearts of the youth
and on the radio
and illegally over the internet,
O! America i sing thee as though are now
the walt whitman one seems more like a 12 year old version of Carl Sandburg. Learned a lesson from this if nothing else, I should stic with my own vocal chords (one i pawn the back) though the changing in style was very much fun.
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