Kyle Booten
Alex Calderwood
John Domenico Calvelli
John Cayley
Aleyshka Esteves Quintana
Leonardo Flores
Katy Gero
Lora Hawkins
Claude Heiland-Allen
s. hickory
Joses Ho
IFcoltransG
Chris Joseph
Jonah Lubin
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Vinicius Marquet
Jen Nesbitt
Vivien Ngo
Jon Stone
Helen Shewolfe Tseng
Christine Wilks
Mark Wolff
David Thomas Henry Wright
While the sonnet is a most traditional form, the poems here call out to be experienced, to be read, in radically different ways: attend to the sound around you as color shifts and a few onomatopoetic words appear; grapple with and try to grasp the intricacies of a word square based on an eitherhanded 14-letter word; read snippets of song lyrics and see N’ko glyphs, imagining music. This last and two other poems deal with the works and words of Vinícius de Moraes, one letting you set some of the text aflame, the other situating it on a street. Some sonnets proclaim their authors immortal, but several here erase themselves: Donne’s famous poem about resurrection withers, a sonnet shifts (if clicked) and sputters, some some of the US constitution dwindles. Some selections fill the sonnet form’s vessel with symbols, namely, lunar emoji that respond to a poem of Mary Ellen Solt’s, a worldwide assortment of colored vowels, and the harmonious hues of squares in a cohering column. This issue has “standard” poetic texts with innovative presentation, too — one inviting you to pick apart overlapping phrases (are those magnetic poetry pieces?); one that appears in a scatter of ups and (mostly) downs; one that rolls out as a train approaches in the dark.
There’s a sonnet-making machine that offers “cypher” — nothing — in numerous formulations; another that presents recombined poems about AI from an “AI,” and yet another that uses the sonnet’s syllable and line counts to shape a poem at the letter level. You’ll find tiny poetic systems here that generate monologues (formulaic ones from an NPC), text-message dialogues (terse colloquial exchanges), and verses that descend for many strata. When you’ve had enough of text generation, use a gym-poem to give you instructions, as a personal sonnet trainer would, on how to write. Among the works here are some very visual ones that allow prismatic progression through generated text, fill in a face with (fourteen) upside-down frown lines, and pair headlines with trios of emoji. Make sure you’ve got sound on for contributions that let you play, musically, in Shakespearean form (if you’ve up to the challenge) or pluck a tetradeca-string instrument. There’s a miniature hypertext that raises questions and shuffles sentences. The mouse is not the only means of forging ahead, though: with arrow keys, you can unfold grids of methodologies for understanding the world.
Each of the poems in Taper #14 is licensed as free software for you to use, study, modify, and share however you like.