My Postmodernist Poem

I Never Thought I’d Write A Postmodernist Poem

 

this is nothing to capture Being in a scribble
a shadow penned by an author inside someone’s narrative lyric
we’re all Protagorian says the culture rendering it true

adog scurrying on the spray of the Atlantic Ocean
once spoke my name
or maybe he was marking the territory
through which everything goes

then according to Tuesday’s results from the random essay generator
We must become a narrative futility (line 1)
or conclude that “consciousness has intrinsic meaning” (line 3)
that’s relativity, neodialectically speaking all the way down

the world is flat
its north pole rests on a turtle
and even religious revelation is a valid form of evidence-gathering
a whole generation searching through honeycomb for beeswax

 

*Protagoras, an early Greek philosopher, was possibly one of the first proponents of relativism.  He wrote: “Man is the measure of all things.”

 

*Dialectic: The art or practice of arriving at the truth by the exchange of logical arguments.  So obviously, neodialectic is a deconstructionist critique of this practice.  Well, at least for me.

 

 

*About the Random Postmodernist Essay Generator:  The Postmodernism Generator was written by Andrew C. Bulhak using the Dada Engine, a system for generating random text from recursive grammars, and modified very slightly by Josh Larios.

From: http://www.elsewhere.org/pomo/.

 

*N.B. This poem has not been approved by the FDA.  There are no studies to date that show that reading this poem will  prevent, treat, or cure any disease, including postmodernism.  Read at your Perill or with extreme enjoyment: reactions will also be randomly generated with 50% probability for each.

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5 thoughts on “My Postmodernist Poem

  1. It came to my email wrapped in naked code. Which was strangely appropriate, as, silly me, I looked first for the meaning in that. Meaning enclosed within meaning.

  2. Oh haha! Well the code gives me, the sight challenged, the correct stanzas but obviously I still don’t know how to do the code too well. I didn’t intend any hidden meanings, but perhaps postmodernists speak in code? It could add a whole other dimention.

  3. @mom: perhaps you can help me edit, but as I put up one to two poems a week you’d have to be over here a lot. You can’t edit it from your end of things unless you log in as me.

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