Michael Pendragon <user17124> posted:
Will Dockery <user3274> posted:
Michael Pendragon <user17124> posted: will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
[snip]
Of course my poem was obviously a montage in poetry form, as the title stated from the get go.
[Original text restored, troll content removed.]
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
with Cousin Jenny,
smoking menthol
beyond the sheds.
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
To the right
behind the barn
were apple trees.
There were several
of those trees
and other trees
behind them
beyond a field
and behind them, other trees.
Later, I stood near
as a crowd
watched Pops and my Uncle
cooking apple butter;
stirring the brown gunk,
boiling in a huge black kettle.
I saw my father
secretly pass
a wine bottle
to my Uncle Clarence.
I went from
breathing cold mist
out back behind the barn,
to breathing
the hot misty steam.
The air smelled of apple fumes
and strong booze.
-Will Dockery
A montage comprises two or more *images
My poem is filled with images, forming montage.
Your poem is made up of complete sentences -- not images.
The sentences *contain* the images.
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
Michael Pendragon <user17124> posted:
Will Dockery <user3274> posted:
Michael Pendragon <user17124> posted: will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
[snip]
Of course my poem was obviously a montage in poetry form, as the title stated from the get go.
[Original text restored, troll content removed.]
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
with Cousin Jenny,
smoking menthol
beyond the sheds.
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
To the right
behind the barn
were apple trees.
There were several
of those trees
and other trees
behind them
beyond a field
and behind them, other trees.
Later, I stood near
as a crowd
watched Pops and my Uncle
cooking apple butter;
stirring the brown gunk,
boiling in a huge black kettle.
I saw my father
secretly pass
a wine bottle
to my Uncle Clarence.
I went from
breathing cold mist
out back behind the barn,
to breathing
the hot misty steam.
The air smelled of apple fumes
and strong booze.
-Will Dockery
A montage comprises two or more *images
My poem is filled with images, forming montage.
Your poem is made up of complete sentences -- not images.
The sentences *contain* the images.
Sentences contain images.
Michael Pendragon wrote:
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
Michael Pendragon wrote:
[snip]
If course my poem was obviously a montage in poetry form, as the title stated from the get go.
[Original text restored, troll content removed.]
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
with Cousin Jenny,
smoking menthol
beyond the sheds.
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
To the right
behind the barn
were apple trees.
There were several
of those trees
and other trees
behind them
beyond a field
and behind them, other trees.
Later, I stood near
as a crowd
watched Pops and my Uncle
cooking apple butter;
stirring the brown gunk,
boiling in a huge black kettle.
I saw my father
secretly pass
a wine bottle
to my Uncle Clarence.
I went from
breathing cold mist
out back behind the barn,
to breathing
the hot misty steam.
The air smelled of apple fumes
and strong booze.
-Will Dockery
These *images* are presented as sentence fragments -- not complete sentences, and certainly not scenes.
There's no established rules on how montage in poetry form has to be presented.
Michael Pendragon wrote:
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
Michael Pendragon <user17124> posted:
Will Dockery <user3274> posted:
Michael Pendragon <user17124> posted:
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
[snip]
Of course my poem was obviously a montage in poetry form, as the title stated from the get go.
[Original text restored, troll content removed.]
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
with Cousin Jenny,
smoking menthol
beyond the sheds.
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
To the right
behind the barn
were apple trees.
There were several
of those trees
and other trees
behind them
beyond a field
and behind them, other trees.
Later, I stood near
as a crowd
watched Pops and my Uncle
cooking apple butter;
stirring the brown gunk,
boiling in a huge black kettle.
I saw my father
secretly pass
a wine bottle
to my Uncle Clarence.
I went from
breathing cold mist
out back behind the barn,
to breathing
the hot misty steam.
The air smelled of apple fumes
and strong booze.
-Will Dockery
A montage comprises two or more *images*
My poem is filled with images, forming montage.
The sentences *contain* the images.
Sentences contain images.
Michael Pendragon wrote:
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
Michael Pendragon wrote:
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
Michael Pendragon wrote:
[snip]
If course my poem was obviously a montage in poetry form, as the title stated from the get go.
[Original text restored, troll content removed.]
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
with Cousin Jenny,
smoking menthol
beyond the sheds.
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
To the right
behind the barn
were apple trees.
There were several
of those trees
and other trees
behind them
beyond a field
and behind them, other trees.
Later, I stood near
as a crowd
watched Pops and my Uncle
cooking apple butter;
stirring the brown gunk,
boiling in a huge black kettle.
I saw my father
secretly pass
a wine bottle
to my Uncle Clarence.
I went from
breathing cold mist
out back behind the barn,
to breathing
the hot misty steam.
The air smelled of apple fumes
and strong booze.
-Will Dockery
These *images* are presented as sentence fragments -- not complete sentences, and certainly not scenes.
There's no established rules on how montage in poetry form has to be presented.
There are hard and fast rules about all forms of poetry, including "montage
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
Michael Pendragon wrote:
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
[snip]
Of course my poem was obviously a montage in poetry form, as the title stated from the get go.
[Original text restored, troll content removed.]
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
with Cousin Jenny,
smoking menthol
beyond the sheds.
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
To the right
behind the barn
were apple trees.
There were several
of those trees
and other trees
behind them
beyond a field
and behind them, other trees.
Later, I stood near
as a crowd
watched Pops and my Uncle
cooking apple butter;
stirring the brown gunk,
boiling in a huge black kettle.
I saw my father
secretly pass
a wine bottle
to my Uncle Clarence.
I went from
breathing cold mist
out back behind the barn,
to breathing
the hot misty steam.
The air smelled of apple fumes
and strong booze.
-Will Dockery
These *images* are presented as sentence fragments -- not complete sentences, and certainly not scenes.
There's no established rules on how montage in poetry form has to be presented.
Yes, there are.
Michael Pendragon wrote:
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
Michael Pendragon wrote:
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
Michael Pendragon wrote:
[snip]
If course my poem was obviously a montage in poetry form, as the title stated from the get go.
[Original text restored, troll content removed.]
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
with Cousin Jenny,
smoking menthol
beyond the sheds.
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
To the right
behind the barn
were apple trees.
There were several
of those trees
and other trees
behind them
beyond a field
and behind them, other trees.
Later, I stood near
as a crowd
watched Pops and my Uncle
cooking apple butter;
stirring the brown gunk,
boiling in a huge black kettle.
I saw my father
secretly pass
a wine bottle
to my Uncle Clarence.
I went from
breathing cold mist
out back behind the barn,
to breathing
the hot misty steam.
The air smelled of apple fumes
and strong booze.
-Will Dockery
These *images* are presented as sentence fragments -- not complete sentences, and certainly not scenes.
There's no established rules on how montage in poetry form has to be presented.
There are hard and fast rules about all forms of poetry, including "montage
You haven't provided any textbook examples.
Post a link from a poetry textbook that gives specific rules to writing a montage in poetry form.
That's right, you can't.
Michael Pendragon wrote:
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
Michael Pendragon wrote:
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
Michael Pendragon wrote:
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
Michael Pendragon wrote:
[snip]
If course my poem was obviously a montage in poetry form, as the title stated from the get go.
[Original text restored, troll content removed.]
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
with Cousin Jenny,
smoking menthol
beyond the sheds.
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
To the right
behind the barn
were apple trees.
There were several
of those trees
and other trees
behind them
beyond a field
and behind them, other trees.
Later, I stood near
as a crowd
watched Pops and my Uncle
cooking apple butter;
stirring the brown gunk,
boiling in a huge black kettle.
I saw my father
secretly pass
a wine bottle
to my Uncle Clarence.
I went from
breathing cold mist
out back behind the barn,
to breathing
the hot misty steam.
The air smelled of apple fumes
and strong booze.
-Will Dockery
These *images* are presented as sentence fragments -- not complete sentences, and certainly not scenes.
There's no established rules on how montage in poetry form has to be presented.
There are hard and fast rules about all forms of poetry, including "montage >>
You haven't provided any textbook examples.
Post a link from a poetry textbook that gives specific rules to writing a montage in poetry form.
That's right, you can't.
I already posted a link to an in-depth essay on Montage Poetry.
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
with Cousin Jenny,
smoking menthol
beyond the sheds.
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
To the right
behind the barn
were apple trees.
There were several
of those trees
and other trees
behind them
beyond a field
and behind them, other trees.
Later, I stood near--
as a crowd
watched Pops and my Uncle
cooking apple butter;
stirring the brown gunk,
boiling in a huge black kettle.
I saw my father
secretly pass
a wine bottle
to my Uncle Clarence.
I went from
breathing cold mist
out back behind the barn,
to breathing
the hot misty steam.
The air smelled of apple fumes
and strong booze.
-Will Dockery
The poem is montage in poetry form, made up of a series of images:
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
Image ^^^
with Cousin Jenny,
Image ^^^
smoking menthol
Image ^^^
beyond the sheds.
Image ^^^
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
Image ^^^
To the right
behind the barn
Image ^^^
were apple trees.
Image ^^^
Will Dockery <user3274@newsgrouper.org.invalid> posted:
The poem is montage in poetry form, made up of a series of images:
Apple Montage
To the right
behind the barn
Image ^^^
Wrong. It's a location.
Will Dockery <user3274@newsgrouper.org.invalid> posted:
The poem is montage in poetry form, made up of a series of images:
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
Image ^^^
Wrong. It's an action.
with Cousin Jenny,
Image ^^^
Wrong. She's a character.
Will Dockery <user3274@newsgrouper.org.invalid> posted:
The poem is montage in poetry form, made up of a series of images:
Apple Montage
beyond the sheds.
Image ^^^
Will Dockery <user3274> posted:
The poem is montage in poetry form, made up of a series of images:
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
Image ^^^
Wrong. It's an action.
with Cousin Jenny,
Image ^^^
Wrong. She's a character.
Michael Pendragon wrote:
Will Dockery <user3274> posted:
The poem is montage in poetry form, made up of a series of images:
Apple Montage
It's not a montage
Michael Pendragon <user17124@newsgrouper.org.invalid> posted:
Will Dockery <user3274@newsgrouper.org.invalid> posted:
The poem is montage in poetry form, made up of a series of images:
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
Image ^^^
Wrong. It's an action.
The menthol cigarette is visible.
An image.
with Cousin Jenny,
Image ^^^
Wrong. She's a character.
That's true, but the description of her is an image.
She's not invisible, I'm not invisible, the menthol cigarette isn't invisible, the barn behind us isn't invisible.
Several images right there.
Part of the montage in poetry form.
HTH and HAND.
Will Dockery <user3274@newsgrouper.org.invalid> posted:
Michael Pendragon <user17124@newsgrouper.org.invalid> posted:
Will Dockery <user3274@newsgrouper.org.invalid> posted:
The poem is montage in poetry form, made up of a series of
images:
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
Image ^^^
Wrong. It's an action.
The menthol cigarette is visible.
An image.
with Cousin Jenny,
Image ^^^
Wrong. She's a character.
That's true, but the description of her is an image.
She's not invisible, I'm not invisible, the menthol cigarette isn't
invisible, the barn behind us isn't invisible.
Several images right there.
Part of the montage in poetry form.
HTH and HAND.
But you don't describe her, Donkey.
You don't say how old she is, how tall she is, whether she's thin or
fat, what color her hair and eyes are, or what she's wearing.
All you do is name her.
You may have an image of your cousin in your head, but your readers
have never laid eyes on her.
Anyway, your poem is still in sentence form.
A literary montage (as detailed by Dunce's trusted source and only
friend) is made up of short sentences, or independent fragments.
Apple orchard, rustic barn
Cousin Jenny sneakin' smokes,
is written in montage form: three separate images that can be seen as
parts of a larger picture.
Read the article I sent the link for and learn what a montage is
before you make an even bigger fool of yourself.
Dumbass.
Michael Pendragon wrote:
Will Dockery <user3274> posted:
Michael Pendragon <user17124> posted:
Will Dockery <user3274> posted:
The poem is montage in poetry form, made up of a series of images:
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
Image ^^^
Wrong. It's an action.
The menthol cigarette is visible.
An image.
with Cousin Jenny,
Image ^^^
Wrong. She's a character.
That's true, but the description of her is an image.
She's not invisible, I'm not invisible, the menthol cigarette isn't invisible, the barn behind us isn't invisible.
Several images right there.
Part of the montage in poetry form.
But you don't describe her
Michael Pendragon wrote:
Will Dockery <user3274> posted:
Michael Pendragon <user17124> posted:
Will Dockery <user3274> posted:
The poem is montage in poetry form, made up of a series of images:
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
Image ^^^
The menthol cigarette is visible.
An image.
with Cousin Jenny,
Image ^^^
She's a character.
That's true, but the description of her is an image.
She's not invisible, I'm not invisible, the menthol cigarette isn't invisible, the barn behind us isn't invisible.
Several images right there.
Part of the montage in poetry form.
But you don't describe her
Apple orchard, rustic barn
Cousin Jenny sneakin' smokes,
Michael Pendragon wrote:
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
Michael Pendragon wrote:
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
Michael Pendragon wrote:
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
Michael Pendragon wrote:
[snip]
If course my poem was obviously a montage in poetry form, as the title stated from the get go.
[Original text restored, troll content removed.]
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
with Cousin Jenny,
smoking menthol
beyond the sheds.
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
To the right
behind the barn
were apple trees.
There were several
of those trees
and other trees
behind them
beyond a field
and behind them, other trees.
Later, I stood near
as a crowd
watched Pops and my Uncle
cooking apple butter;
stirring the brown gunk,
boiling in a huge black kettle.
I saw my father
secretly pass
a wine bottle
to my Uncle Clarence.
I went from
breathing cold mist
out back behind the barn,
to breathing
the hot misty steam.
The air smelled of apple fumes
and strong booze.
-Will Dockery
There's no established rules on how montage in poetry form has to be presented.
You haven't provided any textbook examples.
Post a link from a poetry textbook that gives specific rules to writing a montage in poetry form.
That's right, you can't.
I already posted a link to an in-depth essay on Montage Poetry.
The poem is montage in poetry form, made up of a series of images:
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
Image ^^^
with Cousin Jenny,
Image ^^^
smoking menthol
Image ^^^
beyond the sheds.
Image ^^^
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
Image ^^^
To the right
behind the barn
Image ^^^
were apple trees.
Image ^^^
There were several
of those trees
Image ^^^
and other trees
behind them
Image ^^^
beyond a field
Image ^^^
and behind them, other trees.
Image ^^^
Later, I stood near
as a crowd
watched Pops and my Uncle
cooking apple butter;
stirring the brown gunk,
boiling in a huge black kettle.
I saw my father
secretly pass
a wine bottle
to my Uncle Clarence.
I went from
breathing cold mist
out back behind the barn,
to breathing
the hot misty steam.
The air smelled of apple fumes
and strong booze.
-Will Dockery
Will Dockery <user3274@newsgrouper.org.invalid> posted:
Michael Pendragon <user17124@newsgrouper.org.invalid> posted:
Will Dockery <user3274@newsgrouper.org.invalid> posted:
The poem is montage in poetry form, made up of a series of images:
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
Image ^^^
The menthol cigarette is visible.
An image.
with Cousin Jenny,
Image ^^^
She's a character.
That's true, but the description of her is an image.
She's not invisible, I'm not invisible, the menthol cigarette isn't invisible, the barn behind us isn't invisible.
Several images right there.
Part of the montage in poetry form.
Apple orchard, rustic barn
Cousin Jenny sneakin' smokes,
Will Dockery <user3274@newsgrouper.org.invalid> posted:
Michael Pendragon <user17124@newsgrouper.org.invalid> posted:
Will Dockery <user3274@newsgrouper.org.invalid> posted:
The poem is montage in poetry form, made up of a series of
images:
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
Image ^^^
The menthol cigarette is visible.
An image.
with Cousin Jenny,
Image ^^^
She's a character.
That's true, but the description of her is an image.
She's not invisible, I'm not invisible, the menthol cigarette isn't
invisible, the barn behind us isn't invisible.
Several images right there.
Part of the montage in poetry form.
HTH and HAND.
There will never be a bottom to the depths
Will Dockery <user3274> posted:
Michael Pendragon <user17124> posted:
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
[snip]
Of course my poem was obviously a montage in poetry form, as the title stated from the get go.
[Original text restored, troll content removed.]
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
with Cousin Jenny,
smoking menthol
beyond the sheds.
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
To the right
behind the barn
were apple trees.
There were several
of those trees
and other trees
behind them
beyond a field
and behind them, other trees.
Later, I stood near
as a crowd
watched Pops and my Uncle
cooking apple butter;
stirring the brown gunk,
boiling in a huge black kettle.
I saw my father
secretly pass
a wine bottle
to my Uncle Clarence.
I went from
breathing cold mist
out back behind the barn,
to breathing
the hot misty steam.
The air smelled of apple fumes
and strong booze.
-Will Dockery
A montage comprises two or more *images
My poem is filled with images, forming montage.
Your poem is made up of complete sentences -- not images.
The sentences *contain* the images.
A film montage is made up of shots; not scenes.
Will Dockery wrote:
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
with Cousin Jenny,
smoking menthol
beyond the sheds.
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
To the right
behind the barn
were apple trees.
There were several
of those trees
and other trees
behind them
beyond a field
and behind them, other trees.
Later, I stood near
as a crowd
watched Pops and my Uncle
cooking apple butter;
stirring the brown gunk,
boiling in a huge black kettle.
I saw my father
secretly pass
a wine bottle
to my Uncle Clarence.
I went from
breathing cold mist
out back behind the barn,
to breathing
the hot misty steam.
The air smelled of apple fumes
and strong booze.
-Will Dockery
Good choice Doc..........
Will-Dockery wrote:
Michael Pendragon wrote:
Will Dockery <user3274> posted:
Michael Pendragon <user17124> posted:
Will Dockery <user3274> posted:
The poem is montage in poetry form, made up of a series of images:
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
Image ^^^
Wrong. It's an action.
The menthol cigarette is visible.
An image.
with Cousin Jenny,
Image ^^^
Wrong. She's a character.
That's true, but the description of her is an image.
She's not invisible, I'm not invisible, the menthol cigarette isn't invisible, the barn behind us isn't invisible.
Several images right there.
Part of the montage in poetry form.
But you don't describe her
It's a montage, there's no space for descriptions, just flashing images.
HTH and HAND.
Will Dockery <user3274> posted:
Michael Pendragon <user17124> posted:
Will Dockery <user3274> posted:
The poem is montage in poetry form, made up of a series of images:
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
Image ^^^
The menthol cigarette is visible.
An image.
with Cousin Jenny,
Image ^^^
She's a character.
That's true, but the description of her is an image.
She's not invisible, I'm not invisible, the menthol cigarette isn't invisible, the barn behind us isn't invisible.
Several images right there.
Part of the montage in poetry form.
Apple orchard, rustic barn
Cousin Jenny sneakin' smokes,
HarryLime wrote:
[snip]
General Zod wrote:
It is truly a montage in poetry form...
HarryLime wrote:
[snip]
Again, "Apple Montage" is a montage in poetry form.
All your whining can't change that fact, Harry.
[Original text restored, troll rubbish removed.]
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
with Cousin Jenny,
smoking menthol
beyond the sheds.
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
To the right
behind the barn
were apple trees.
There were several
of those trees
and other trees
behind them
beyond a field
and behind them, other trees.
Later, I stood near
as a crowd
watched Pops and my Uncle
cooking apple butter;
stirring the brown gunk,
boiling in a huge black kettle.
I saw my father
secretly pass
a wine bottle
to my Uncle Clarence.
I went from
breathing cold mist
out back behind the barn,
to breathing
the hot misty steam.
The air smelled of apple fumes
and strong booze.
-Will Dockery
will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) posted:
HarryLime wrote:
[snip]
Again, "Apple Montage" is a montage in poetry form.
All your whining can't change that fact, Harry.
[Original text restored, troll rubbish removed.]
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
with Cousin Jenny,
smoking menthol
beyond the sheds.
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
To the right
behind the barn
were apple trees.
There were several
of those trees
and other trees
behind them
beyond a field
and behind them, other trees.
Later, I stood near
as a crowd
watched Pops and my Uncle
cooking apple butter;
stirring the brown gunk,
boiling in a huge black kettle.
I saw my father
secretly pass
a wine bottle
to my Uncle Clarence.
I went from
breathing cold mist
out back behind the barn,
to breathing
the hot misty steam.
The air smelled of apple fumes
and strong booze.
-Will Dockery
It's two scenes and a transitional bridge
Anonymous wrote:
Will Dockery wrote:
mydemon...@gmail.com wrote:
Will Dockery wrote:
Apple Montage
Sneaking around
with Cousin Jenny,
smoking menthol
beyond the sheds.
Late summer vacation 1973
in the backwoods of Tennessee.
To the right
behind the barn
were apple trees.
There were several
of those trees
and other trees
behind them
beyond a field
and behind them, other trees.
Later, I stood near
as a crowd
watched Pops and my Uncle
cooking apple butter;
stirring the brown gunk,
boiling in a huge black kettle.
I saw my father
secretly pass
a wine bottle
to my Uncle Clarence.
I went from
breathing cold mist
out back behind the barn,
to breathing
the hot misty steam.
The air smelled of apple fumes
and strong booze.
-Will Dockery
michaelmalef...@gmail.com wrote:
A montage is neither a setting nor a backdrop
Go ahead and write your own version of a montage in poetry, I already have mine, love it or hate it, and with the previous thread up to nearly 800 posts, time to break it and start a new thread for "Apple Montage".
Apple Montage, coming soon to Instagram:
https://www.instagram.com/willdockery007/?hl=en
It is truly a montage in poetry form...
http://www.fusion-journal.com/issue/004-fusion-the-town-and-the-city/fourw-a-regional-press/
"Perhaps we need a word for montage in poetry since pastiche is different in kind, pastiche being a collage where there is no evident order structuring it; in this context, we might call such a thing non-generic collage.. Instead, GlastonburyrCOs poem is a montage of its own being thought, a montage of the experience of thinking a poem into being at a moment..."
So you've googled another example of someone using the term "montage" in relation to poetry... yeah, and?
No one is arguing that poetic montage doesn't exist (I've provided you with examples from my own poetry).
I'm unfamiliar with Glastonbury's poem (as, I strongly suspect, are you)
No, I've read Glastonbury's poem, as well as the poem it references, is an homage to, Frank O'Hara's poem, as well as the Lou Reed lyric it also references/pays homage to.
. Glastonbury's poem may or may not turn out to be an example of poetic montage. However, you are not Keri Glastonbury, and "Apple Montage" is not "Sally Can't Dance."
Just because Glastonbury and Pendragon have written montage poems
Or so you say you have, as I have used montage in poetry form in my "Apple Montage" poem.
It really is just that simple, I have explained that my poem uses my montage effects in poetry form, and so it does.
Either accept that, or don't... and we can argue for the rest of our lives over this if you really want to.
You can argue till you're blue in the face
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