My routine for visiting blogs

                                        
                                       
got interrupted during the summer.  Tonight,
starting near the bottom of my lengthening  
Blog List, I reinstated that routine.  This
post, however, is not going to be about my
routine or about my being remiss.          
                                             
When I arrived at Mark Wallace's blog     
I encountered an opinion post preceded by a
cartoon that made me laugh.  I paraphrase:
Is making a poem a form of work or a form
of play?  It may not seem so, but to me   
this is a complex question; therefore, my
answer will be complex.                       
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I make poems, or objects like poems, using
what I will call here an open aesthetics
because any object I am making, or which I 
am participating in making, takes precedence.
I have sometimes called it my It Poetics.
Do I care how good it is?  Yes, but only to 
the extent that it is true to itself.  As a
result of my openness, all manner of objects
occur: ditties, muttobs, multimedia poems,
picture poems, phonetic poems, silly poems,
varing degrees of serious poems.  Further,
I contend that some of those objects are
best read with an accent or in a tone that
is unlike my accent or the tone I would
normally use.  Point: the perceiver of an
object ostensibly from me becomes that
object's judge and jury; so let each such
perceiver interpret it as s/he wills.  I, while
I am Earth-alive, can make known my
insights about it and can change it if I
so desire; but after that it is in stasis
until it is perceived.   
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So, is my making/ work or play: both.  A
poem may come to me in its final form, or
it may take years for it to attain a form
I am satisfied with, or I may let it out
to be seen even if I'm not satisfied with
it, or even if I am satisfied with it/ I may
never let it out.  Do I ever use a set of
constraints prior to making an object?
Yes I do.  See my alphabet experiment in 
the ghost in the dumpster.                            
                                                
                                          
                                              
                                           
                                          
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