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22 November 2004. At New-Poetry one of the participants slammed some poet for "self-parody," a standard crticial term third-rate critics use against big-reputation poets they don't like. That got me thinking about intentional self-parody, which I vaguely recall trying once, unsuccessfully. It seems like a terrific exercise for serious poets, though, so I started thinking about how I'd parody myself. As I remarked in an e.mail to Michael Snider after he'd said something about the difficulty of writing serious self-parody, "Yeah, I was thinking about that. You'd have to know what all your dumbest
mannerisms were, but if you did, you wouldn't be using them! The more I
think about it, though, the more I think how valuable it would be for a
serious poet to try to do a parody of his poetry. I think he'd learn a huge
amount in the process."
It struck me that I probably could do a pretty good job parodying my Poem poems. In fact, I think most of my rough drafts of Poem poems are parodies for I try to push my devices--mainly neologizing, using one part of speech for another, infraverbality, and surrealism--to extremes. Then I revise them down to better sense. And the Poem poems are almost always romantically sardonic, which should be easy enough to parody. A possible parody immediately suggested itself, but then it as quickly turned into a possibly serious poem as I thought about it. So, two days ago, I began writing it, wondering where it would go. I thought I'd post it as my blog entry for that day. I only got three lines done, though:
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