On this week’s Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge post, Duke Miller reminded me that the “so it goes” that ended my offering was made popular, so to speak, by Kurt Vonnegut. It is the repeated refrain in Slaughterhouse Five, which is the first book of his I discovered back when I was in the ninth grade. I immediately consumed everything else he wrote, preparing, I would my adolescent sensibility and paradigm for the likes of Virginia Woolf, Albert Camus, Jack Kerouac, and George Orwell who awaited me just around the corner.
It is most likely the reason i saw “and so it goes” amid the scattered word magnets was because Vonnegut’s phrase was hiding away in a dusty corner of my subconscious. And that’s okay. I take refuge in the quote from the filmmaker Jim Jarmusch that I originally posted on my previous blog:
Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or feeds your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal that speak to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery — celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case remember what Jean-Luc Gudard said: “It’s not where you take things from — It’s where you take them to.”
Movie Maker Magazine, January 22, 2004
And so now from the realm of the collective subconscious (aka the land of the oracles), here are the ever-so splendid magnetic poetry offerings from this week’s posse.
Lynn (through whose blog “A Poem in my Pocket” I came to know of magnetic poetry online’s existence), “Magnetic Poet”
Crow, “lunar adventures”
Leara, “Summer Love”
Merril, “Wake, Listen”
Jane, “Salt Sails of Morning”