American Sentences

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Hand full of angry Formicidae

Feeding Ant Lions is fun except for getting the ants to let go.
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Hinky is as hinky does, 'specially with regards to poetry.

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American Sentence

An "American Sentence" is a poetic form invented by Allen Ginsberg that is intended to be something like an Americanized haiku. Rather than a short three-line poem broken into five, seven, and five syllables (really quite a different thing when rendered in Japanese on), Ginsberg created a form that is also seventeen syllables in length, but in the form of a single, horizontally formatted sentence. The form first appears in his collection Cosmopolitan Greetings (1994). Some of the poems have titles, like this one, the earliest composed (1987) of those in the book:
Tompkins Square Lower East Side N.Y.
Four skinheads stand in the streetlight rain chatting under an umbrella.​
Most of the poems Ginsberg prints in Cosmopolitan Greetings have no title, and are comprised of a single seventeen syllable sentence. However, one is formatted as multiple sentences with the total of all sentences being seventeen syllables:
Rainy night on Union Square, full moon. Want more poems? Wait till I'm dead.​
(which, incidentally, seems to imply that "poems" should be pronounced as disyllabic), one is an incomplete sentence:
To be sucking your thumb in Rome by the Tiber among fallen leaves...​
and one is comprised of a single sentence consisting of two seventeen syllable lines:
He stands at the church steps a long time looking down at new white sneakers—​
Determined, goes in the door quickly to make his Sunday confession.​
Some are surreal in imagery, some blatantly sexual, some at least implicitly political. There are several sites on the Internet that talk about American Sentences, including one by a poet who claims to have written one a day since January 1, 2001.

Here are some external links:



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Pre coitus, hanging like a horse; postpartum, hung like a cowboy.
 
The word is spelled (or, British, spelt) differently in the USA and the UK. Americans spell it "aluminum" and tend to pronounce it like a·LUM·i·num. In the UK (this is, of course, my impression--I'm not British) it's spelled "aluminium" and pronounced more like a·loo·MIN·i·um, where the first syllable is a minor stress and the third a major stress.

My impression is that Canadian English tends to follow British spellings but more often than not American pronunciation (please correct me on that if that's wrong, Northerners). No idea how Kiwis, Ozzies, South Africans, etc. would spell/pronounce the word.

A more pure example of pronunciation difference (I think) is a word like "controversy," which Americans usually pronounce like CON·tro·ver·sy and Brits like con·TROV·er·sy.

Again, I think.

I am open to correction on this from those of you who know your own language conventions better that I do.
Kiwi: a·loo·MIN·i·um is possible / al-li-min-ni-um is demographic / ala-minnium, after a few drinks 😉
 
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thankyou! yes, that makes perfect sense and now i have a grasp of the concept if it's as you believe. see? i just needed someone explaining it to me in simple terms :D
American sentence, disarticulate image read left to right.
 
🫡 Okay, as a frame, an American sentence seems to fit somewhere in the following 3xs 17 syllables:

American sentence; disarticulate image read left to right.
Don’t know having never written haiku are haiku demotic?
Rapidly moving syllables condensed in experienced image.

Lost bank card. Mother ringing embassy. Young girl. midnight Singapore.

Technically with a purests voice, the comma, full stop / period. the Capitalisations. All are debatable.

Still happy with it.

After all the American sentence began not ends in Allen Ginsberg.
 
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Low hanging fruit
(sometimes you’ve just gotta)

Low hanging Angry orange; wet water Big water Ocean water
 
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Where asphalt up chucks pavement, young mother strolling with sun lit baby.
 
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Is This The Real World?

They say Time is an illusion, so bliss and inorance are mere dreams.


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