incredible shot-fine voice.
looking for something for the robot speech to text to tryhttp://tech.groups.yahoo.com/group/caostheory/message/6748rlbagulatftnSun Jan 6, 2008 8:23 am |
About my fractal poetry formthat came about from my symbolic Cantorresearch. The idea was that Haiku had more of a Cantor like structurebut was too short for it to show up in the word frequence Zipf dimensionalcount. So I invented a longer Haiku formwith the same threes structure( a three of threes).(Mathematics people seem variously offendedthat I like Lewis Carrol might stray into poetyas well as music…)
My tricoo ( fractal poetry form)actually sound better with the robot behind it than a AShakespeare sonnet?There are only like six or seven examples ( mostly by me ) of tricoo.One by a semi-famous New Zealand poetwho does Haiku poetry.Patricia Prime's tricoo:
mountains sprinkled with snowflakesa haze down in the valleyti-tree already in bloom
friends meet in the hillsthe world at their feetonly one way up
long walk back to the cityfrom stillness and peaceto the noise and the bustle
So here are the first last and only tricoo so far.
Respectfully, Roger L. Bagula11759Waterhill Road, Lakeside,Ca 92040-2905,tel: 619-5610814:http://www.geocities.com/rlbagulatftn/Index.htmlalternative email: email@example.com
All mine :Tricoo: example poemsTricoo is three sets of Haiku poems in which sequences A, B, C and A,A, A allmake poems: six poems in all. The idea came from a discussion with my nephewMark Scott Bagula about a form of poetry he was developing and exposure to theworks of Neca Stoller and Patricia Prime. I am not a good Haiku poet, so myexamples are pretty lame, but the idea comes across anyway.By R. L. Bagula 11 June 1998 ©
Coffee Shop PoetsA. Dressed in blackB. Staccato deliveryC. Stereotypical revolt
A. Comic book poetsB. Extroverted snobbismC. On stage readings
A. Bongo beating bozosB. Subverted Frisco beatsC. Coffee shop poets
Living NothingnessA. The universe is a vast living machine.B. We humans are but subviruses living on universal flesh.C. Shortage of resources is a fatal antiserum.
A. Evolving toward the big crunch,B. We are a fever in all our days.C. We use up all the good stuff!
A. Is the universe a superintelligent being?B. Will we rest before the sun dies?C. And everything Shrinks to nothingness?
( Title in Zen negative )Ode To The Dead Race of Man(Tricoo in the Cantor form)by Roger L. Bagula 21 Feb. 2001©
Sing a song in our nameBlast it out loud and strongOf a people, now, of earth.
(Zen negative triplet)
We were not brave or strongNone of us had wisdom or beautyNor will our building or works be long remembered.
Write the music wellMake the words of heavy tongueThese were men and women of wonder.
( They will be long gone.)
Animal Forms ( Tricoo)by Roger L. Bagula 30 Jan 2000©
Should salamander rule?Don’t be a fool!He’ll eat us alive!
Is frog his friend?His lily pad is so cool!He only eats fly!
Does pig takes sides?Lights and siren in a still pool?He flushes down life!
Beastly Beauty ( Tricoo)by Roger L. Bagula 31 Jan 2000©
My heart is a beastMy mate is metBut never mine
My life is a dogUnwanted in purgatoryBut ranges free
My fate is a frogPrincely unkissedBut my soul’s a beauty!
Song of War Heroesor (Zen negative) Coward’s Lament(Tricoo in a Cantor Form)by Roger L. Bagula 21 Feb. 2001©
Proud words and shouts of gloryThat hit our souls deepAnd sting like poisoned arrows.
Never remember that dayOr talk of those dread actionsStop your ears from phrases remembering heroes.
Conquerors of all the landThey left their blood low on the earthThat we might be forever free.
( these are more examples of content thanthe haiku like structure of Tricoo).
The Frog and His Bird (Tricoo)by Roger L. Bagula 30 July 2001©
Damp frog on moss covered rockFloating lily pondLiving with the loneliness
On his long legs standing thereThe crane appears wiseHis fast strike impales the frog
For tomorrow after workMocking bird does frogI am a homing pigeon
Might you be free for dinner one of these days?
Beautifully done word and image pairing, Rachael…
I’m interested in knowing how my essays on fractal poetry
got published here
without I think my permission.
I’m actually grateful they are still on the web.
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