Comments on: On beyond paper

By: Sally

Sally — Mon, 11 Aug 2008 21:18:41 +0000

Wow, Dave… these are amazing! I like the hornet’s nest scribing too, tough to pick a favorite. Thanks for the wonderful poems and the great insights into natural media.

By: Dave

Dave — Mon, 11 Aug 2008 02:10:32 +0000

Thanks for jogging my memory. That is a very cool object. (And hey, I'm glad you've mastered HTML link tags now.)

By: Bill

Bill — Sat, 09 Aug 2008 19:57:58 +0000

The Cyrus cylinder is one of my all time favorite thingies.

By: Dave

Dave — Fri, 08 Aug 2008 23:45:27 +0000

I just stash ’em away, to be honest. I’d be up for trading them for someone else’s poem art.

By: lissa

lissa — Fri, 08 Aug 2008 18:41:25 +0000

very interesting and informative piece. beautiful images and great calligraphy. this is something that i would definitely like to get into the future. what do you do with these after you’re done with them? it’d be great to have poem art all over the house.

By: Dave

Dave — Thu, 07 Aug 2008 13:45:49 +0000

David – I don’t know what the shelf life of shelf fungi is – decades, I imagine, unless they get attacked by mold or something.

The tablets wouldn’t have to heavy; I picture something about twice the thickness of a tile, and the size of a dinner plate.

christine – Thanks. I’m glad those work for you.

By: christine

christine — Thu, 07 Aug 2008 02:24:46 +0000

The letters and drawings you etched into the fungi are very tenderly done, and the poems too have a light touch. Another original way to make a poem, and turn it into an extended experience.

Great history lesson too.

By: David Harmon

David Harmon — Wed, 06 Aug 2008 23:35:38 +0000

Wow — nice work on those fungi — even copying, that’s a very precise “hand”. How long do the fungi last?

Inscribed clay tablets would make interesting tsotschkes, but might be a little heavy for people to lug home. Durability could also be a problem….

By: Dave

Dave — Tue, 05 Aug 2008 19:24:22 +0000

That’s wonderful. What a model for how poetry should be written and shared. I conceive of this blog, and the internet in general, as only a slightly more durable beach, though I could be wrong.

By: Rebecca Swan

Rebecca Swan — Tue, 05 Aug 2008 18:08:35 +0000

I used to visit a friend in Cannon Beach, OR. There was a person there who would come down to the beach at low tide every day and write a poem in the sand. They were wonderful poems, not written down anywhere else, and people would go to the beach just to read them and talk about them later in the coffee shop. The tide would come in and wash them away and they would be gone except in people’s memories.