Showing posts with label white space. Show all posts
Showing posts with label white space. Show all posts
1.15.2022
filled in the blanks
Poets write the white space too.
Labels:
blank space,
composition,
pause,
silence,
white space
1.27.2021
space beyond the words
If no white space cushioned the poem its language would have to brush up against the language of the world. The world where language buys sausages and fills insurance forms. Where it writes rejections and makes empty promises. Where it speaks in parliaments and fudges truth and sells cosmetic surgery and guns. And if there were no white space to mark it off, how would we know the difference? They are only little words. Even the innocent ones amongst them look like repeat offenders, like the lying sort.
‘Don’t play what’s there,’ Miles Davis said, ‘play what’s not there.’ Play the void. Play the white space. Play outside the frame.
If only there were ways of framing off the worst of our lives. Of containing it. Forbidding it to leak into the rest of our well-lived days.
—Vona Groarke, Four Sides Full (The Gallery Press, 2016)
‘Don’t play what’s there,’ Miles Davis said, ‘play what’s not there.’ Play the void. Play the white space. Play outside the frame.
If only there were ways of framing off the worst of our lives. Of containing it. Forbidding it to leak into the rest of our well-lived days.
—Vona Groarke, Four Sides Full (The Gallery Press, 2016)
Labels:
frame,
margin,
miles davis,
page,
void,
vona groarke,
white space,
words
4.30.2020
resource management
A poet prone to waste a lot of white space.
Labels:
arrangement,
page,
space,
waste,
white,
white space
2.17.2016
echo chamber
That is, in poetry more than in any other verbal genre, readers bring an expectation that not only do all the elements matter down to the comma and the white space at the end of a line and between or within stanzas, but that each of those elements, no matter how widely arrayed, may tug at other elements and condition the whole. The poem is an echo chamber where we listen to the reverberations that otherwise dissolve into the white noise of anxiety.
—Lee Upton, “Poetry, Defined. Briefly.” Swallowing the Sea: On Writing & Ambition Boredom Purity & Secrecy (Tupelo Press, 2012)
—Lee Upton, “Poetry, Defined. Briefly.” Swallowing the Sea: On Writing & Ambition Boredom Purity & Secrecy (Tupelo Press, 2012)
Labels:
anxiety,
comma,
echo,
elements,
expectation,
genre,
lee upton,
poem is,
punctuation,
reverberation,
white noise,
white space
8.19.2014
low coverage area
A high ratio of white space to printed text. [Scientific definition of a poem.]
Labels:
definition,
print,
ratio,
text,
white space
7.17.2011
spaces between
What is important is what cannot be said, the white space between the words.
—Max Frisch
(Quote encountered in Marco Breuer's Line of Sight installation at the de Young Museum in San Francisco.)
—Max Frisch
(Quote encountered in Marco Breuer's Line of Sight installation at the de Young Museum in San Francisco.)
Labels:
max frisch,
quote,
unsaid,
white space,
words
9.26.2007
no echo
A word fell off the end of my line, and vanished into a crevasse of white space. The word with which it had rimed called out to it, but no echo could be heard.
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