fallen verses

Alright. As it turns out, two days away from the blog, and now, many many posts all at once. <shrug> I’ve done a bit of redesigning of the blog, switched to a new theme, cleaned up the sidebar a tad bit. I hope everyones browsing experiencing is made a little bit more enjoyable. I have also used that experience as impetus for my inaugural Read Write Poem prompt poem. The prompt was to write an American Sentence, a la Ginsberg. So far it looks like almost 50 people have. By which I mean there are almost 50 comments as I write this, not having looked and /or counted, I don’t know how many of those are unique individuals, how many people posted more than once, how many posts are comments and not poems, etc., etc., ramble. The prompt for next week is by Jill who wants to torment us with yummy goodness and poems about food. read write prompt #2: eat, drink, write a poem
And so, with as little ado as possible, an American Sentence*

playing with style sheets is not quite as much fun as playing between sheets

*Though it occurs to me, any sentence I write is American**, but the relation to 17 syllables is a bit iffier; however, I am a big fan of compounding - gotta love those colons and semi-colons and comma and conjunctions but hate the splice!

**It also occurs to me it would be really cool to call American Sentences whatever the equivalent would be in Japanese.  I don’t remember enough to think of it off the top of my head.  And Dave is right: “Memo to Ginsberg: /writing haiku in three lines /IS American.”  But in quoting him in one line have I destroyed the message????  Oh, the insanity!