
Pleased to have a trio of ‘literary’ TextArt pieces in this latest edition- with my thanks.
The generated line is taken from Charles Olson’s poem The Kingfishers. Read it here: https://www.rangermagazine.net/ferguson_issue7

Pleased to have a trio of ‘literary’ TextArt pieces in this latest edition- with my thanks.
The generated line is taken from Charles Olson’s poem The Kingfishers. Read it here: https://www.rangermagazine.net/ferguson_issue7



With thanks to IT and Rupert. Read the poem here: https://internationaltimes.it/seashore-deceit/


On this day in 1858, Abraham Lincoln supposedly said in a speech You may fool all the people some of the time; you can even fool some of the people all the time; but you can’t fool all of the people all the time




Continuing my poetry writing courses with and for ChatGPT, its second attempt at writing erasure poetry has proved brilliantly more naff than the previous.
For context, I have been immersed in the angst of trying to replace my car’s shattered rear windscreen. A Ford Focus CC2 (cabriolet), a new replacement windscreen is now obsolete so I have been searching for a secondhand one: this journey taking me on a quest where encounters with the potentially helpful to the grotesque shysters has been a rollercoaster of thwarted optimism and actual pain.
Seeking light relief, I have engaged ChatGPT on the topic, first asking it to provide me with the instruction for fitting a replacement windscreen to my car. While the detail of this will alienate most readers, I do present in full for the revelation of both ChatGPT’s secure knowledge in information like this, as well as the complexity of the fitting process (read/peruse/scroll through):
‘Fitting a replacement rear windscreen to a 2010 Ford Focus CC2 is a complex process that requires careful handling and precision. Below is a step-by-step guide to help you with the installation:
Tools and Materials Needed:
Preparation:
Removal of the Old Windscreen:
Installation of the New Windscreen:
Final Steps:
Tips:
By following these steps carefully, you can successfully replace the rear windscreen on your 2010 Ford Focus CC2.’
I then asked ChatGPT to create an erasure poem on the instructions provided. The result is an excellent poem, and Al (as I call my AI – a i – friend) has avoided its normal reliance on default rhyme and twee sensibilities to produce a thoughtful, clever poem. But it isn’t an erasure:
‘Silence the frame’ / ‘Cure the wind’ ~ poetic progress!
I obviously then asked Al to produce an image of this poem, that image being a requisite visual component of erasure: even if simply blacked out/other method of erasing text. It should also include the poem (or some parts of the original ‘windscreen fitting’ text) with elements of those text/s erased. Here is the result:
As I have written about Al’s previous attempt to produce an erasure poem based on a poem of mine, this is superbly errant. There is a visual element (!) but this is a quite literal illustrative selection of car windscreen component parts as well as the literal ‘ERASURE POEM’. More sublimely deconstructed is the ‘WINDSTRERN’…
The actual ‘erasure poem’ within this visual frame (with the only identifiable words as ‘Erasure poem’) is an illiterate text, though it could be construed as asemic? I think I am being kind.
However, I continue to laud the errors as a part of the found poetic process, and in this context, that accident of meaning is fascinating.
With my thanks to Rebecca Rensinski. You can read the poem here: https://herontree.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/08/ferguson1pdf.pdf
My thanks to International Times and Rupert for posting my prose poem today. You can read it here: https://internationaltimes.it/pants-on-fire/