Hieronymous707 wrote:
>Will Dockery wrote:
>> George Dance wrote:
>
> > > >
>
> > > > > > > Sure: as I said, a poem is much more than a few good phrases,=
and at
> > > > > > > this point ["Dark Passages"] isn't much more than a few good =
phrases.
> > > > > > > Where's the theme, for example? So my judgement would actuall=
y be
> > > > > > > harsher than yours: I'd say that it's not a poem in its prese=
nt state,
> > > > > > > and I do't think you'd say that.
>
> > > > > If George Dance "transforms" the work or art (poem) into what can=
be
> > > > > observed as a "new" work of art, then he can indeed credit himsel=
f as the
> > > > > author.
>
> > > > If George "significantly" uses my "Dark Passages" (certainly if he
> > > > does a word-for-word cut-up & shuffle, as with the example of "She
> > > > Sleeps Tight", below, or as in the infamous "adaptation" of Karma
> > > > Bombs that Michael Cook generated from my poem) then obviously I wo=
uld
> > > > ask for a credit of some sort, and would leave the wording and
> > > > placement to George, though.
>
> > > > > See below.
>
> > > > > >Or are you going to convert it into a poem
>
> > > > > "Dark Passages" is already a poem... Dance can write /another/ po=
em, using
> > > > > keywords from [the existing poem]
>
> > > > > > "...changing one letter of one word and adding a list in the mi=
ddle, and
> > > > > > then pass it off as your own work?" -PJR
>
> > > > > Actually, George would be able to just that under "Transformative
> > > > > Usage", this is the method that Dale M. Houstman became famous fo=
r with such
> > > > > poems as his "Mercury & Clocks":
>
> > > > >http://omgili.com/newsgroups/alt/surrealism/bac9b49ace0d34b4c70b91=
746...
>
> > > > > Adam Lynn also did some good work in this vein, using some of my =
poetry,
> > > > > which he calls "pastiche":
>
> > > > >http://www.slawek.com/news/article/alt.music.lyrics/346688
>
> > > > > *****************
> > > > > Subject: She Sleeps Tight / Will Dockery (discussion of adaptatio=
n) =A0Posted
> > > > > on: Sat, 9 Oct 2010 18:37:44 +0000 (UTC)
>
> > > > > [From another thread, singled out to new thread for focus]:
>
> > > > > Well, I see the two poems are close, and I've made my opinions on=
this
> > > > > "Borrowed Keyword" poetry method clear here for years, now. When
> > > > > someone does something like this to a poem of mine, I request the=
y
> > > > > give me a credit line somewhere, such as "Based on a poem by Will
> > > > > Dockery", as I did when Adam used my poetry in a way similar to t=
his:
>
> > > > >http://www.freak-search.com/en/thread/1386134/she_sleeps_tightpast=
iche/3
>
> > > > >http://www.youtube.com/watch?v9uGY157cpiU
>
> > > > > She Sleeps Tight
>
> > > > > Sleeps so tight
> > > > > she has a marksman's eye.
> > > > > Maker's mark
> > > > > tattoo firewater spine.
> > > > > Leather shoes
> > > > > but nowhere to go.
>
> > > > > Dice and coins
> > > > > scattered in the snow.
> > > > > Dice and coins
> > > > > scattered in the snow.
>
> > > > > Won't be long,
> > > > > until I see her face.
> > > > > She's waiting
> > > > > in an undisclosed place.
> > > > > I've been conspired
> > > > > banned from my muse.
>
> > > > > This won't stick
> > > > > poor boy's all confused.
> > > > > This won't stick
> > > > > poor boy's all confused.
>
> > > > > In Salem town
> > > > > she keeps her chin so high.
> > > > > Darkened breeze
> > > > > she smiles as I roll by.
> > > > > Step inside
> > > > > she looks for tables left.
>
> > > > > Wink at time
> > > > > nothing lasts except yourself.
> > > > > Wink at time
> > > > > nothing lasts except yourself.
>
> > > > > Like a Steamboat
> > > > > she plans to roll on down.
> > > > > To the Gulf
> > > > > out of this dirty town.
> > > > > Copper mesh
> > > > > kept stuffed in a jar.
>
> > > > > Sharp cold hit
> > > > > turning wine to water.
> > > > > Sharp cold hit
> > > > > turning wine to water.
>
> > > > > We know him
> > > > > eye deed by his ship.
> > > > > In a trap
> > > > > a kind of goosechase trip.
> > > > > Whiskey fumes
> > > > > and stale gunsmoke.
>
> > > > > Sunk and drowned
> > > > > with all her knives and jokes.
> > > > > Sunk and drowned
> > > > > with all her knives and jokes.
>
> > > > > Sleeps so tight
> > > > > she has a marksman's eye.
> > > > > Maker's mark
> > > > > tattoo firewater spine.
> > > > > Leather shoes
> > > > > but nowhere to go.
>
> > > > > -Will Dockery (words)
>
> > > > > Adam's reshuffling & editing of "She Sleeps Tight", which he call=
s a
> > > > > Pastisch:
>
> > > > > "adamlynn" wrote:
>
> > > > > She sleeps tight/pastiche
>
> > > > > Darkened Salem town leather breeze.
> > > > > Whiskey scattered shoes in the snow.
> > > > > Poor boy's stale dirty gun-smoke jokes
> > > > > wink at time. She keeps her steamboat
> > > > > drowned copper fumes and knives
> > > > > stuffed in a jar. Nothing lasts.
> > > > > Your self turning from wine to water.
> > > > > Conspired smiles with all her nowhere
> > > > > coins and goose-chase cold dice.
>
> > > > > Anyway, it seems we need to have a uniform standard of judgement =
as to
> > > > > when we can justifiably pronounce someone a "plagiarist" & "thief=
", right?
>
> > > >
>
> > > > > Here's my OB/version of the poem, so far, still a work-in-progres=
s:
>
> > > > > "Dark passages"
>
> > > > Almost finished, now in final stages of rewrites and recording in t=
he
> > > > studio... glad to actually scroll back here, to get a refresher on
> > > > where the piece first jumped off from, here's a screenshot of the
> > > > working poem/lyric sheet:
>
> > > >https://plus.google.com/u/0/?tab=3DwX#102897660733515052311/posts
>
> > > > (and/or if that link isn't working):
>
> > > >https://picasaweb.google.com/102897660733515052311/DarkPassagesWillD=
o...
>
> > > > "Dark Passages", poem-lyric sheet by Will Dockery used in recording=
of
> > > > song with Shadowville All-Stars Brian Mallard & Jack Snipe, Decembe=
r
> > > > 2011.
>
> > > Add unintelligible to illegible, and you get sum real "Dark Passages"=
.
> > > LOL.
>
> > Hopefully the finished product, currently being polished in the
> > studio, will transcend and transform from that dire strait...
>
> You could break it up like if you took a break and brought it with you
> if you came here for Christmas.
Would truly love to, if it wasn't presently impossible... rain check
for a future year, perhaps?
In fantasy & imagination it already seems to been happening, in
"snapshots" I see, of my version of your reality... if that makes a
lick of sense to you.
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