Friday, January 30, 2009
Steven Wright Knock Knock Poems
A while ago, Geof Huth wrote a great post about the language poetry of comic Steven Wright. I wrote a few Steven Wright/poet jokes in his comments stream. I thought tonight I'd present them here:
Steven Wright trips in
the woods. Is it just me or
did the trees fall up?
Steven Wright looks into a mirror. “I think I’ve seen you here before.”
Steven Wright looks into a mirror. “Come here often?”
Steven Wright and a dictionary make a bet. “I guess it’s my word against yours.”
Steven Wright “I was reading a poem about everything. I wasn’t in it.”
Steven Wright and a visual poet walk into a.
Steven Wright and a surrealist walk into a bear
Damn. I was hoping you could tell me.
I was explaining to my friend, writer Greg Betts, about the various ongoing correspondences that I maintain, both here on my blog and in email. I was speaking about finding many writer friends online with whom I share common concerns and to whom I can relate. My daughter, Rudi, who is 11, injected and said, deadpan, "Dad, you know that those are just 9 year old boys posing as middle-aged writers, leading you on, trying to lure you by talking about punctuation, poetry, and visual work." "Dad," she said. "Don't agree to meet them no matter how real they seem."