UNREADADABABLELITY

If there were an other recognized tradition in poetry, besides our frozen, antique, ego-centric, arrogant, frozen reading of the page, ego intoxicated, refined white flour precious poodle poet tradition it would be da tradation of UNREADADABABLELITY or composition by improvisational rendering of a poetry. Improvisational poetry depends upon a poem that can’t be rendered comfortably with our too many current conventions, like the book, page, poem, poet. Since we have an extreme all abouts us, like the book, page, poem, poet, the alternative to consider is a poetry purely in mind, purely of the minute, and rendered verbal utilizing improvisational poetics, whatever those might be and they could be imagined in an instant hence the poet is redefined and the poem created in the instant. Hence all the old is vomited away into the dust bin of poetics and a most pleasant and extreme poetry of the unreadable using UNREADADABABLELITY manifests like an ectoplasm of worbs. One might image that we have come to the limits of what might be realized with the book, page, poem, poet. Therefore, infusing poetry with improvisation acts as a fashion that can inspire much needed vigor into the too flaccid art. Pure poetry process imagination where all things written (if at all) act as signals or cues for instantaneous interpretation, like rune reading, calls to the pagan and subverts the parochial. One can hope. The poet that calls upon unreadability in any fashion extends the limits that poetry sadly constantly endures.

By Michael Basinski