THE EXQUISITE CORPSE
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It seems that a few year back, a bunch of surrelists like Lautréamont, Tanguy, Max Morise, Miró, Man Ray, and other unusual folk, were sitting around the veranda, kinda bored, looking for something to do. Put a bunch like that in a room, give them some wine and nowhere to go, and they'll come up with gems like THE EXQUISITE CORPSE.
WHAT THE HELL IS AN EXQUISITE CORPSE?
Let me quell any morbidity by ensuring that an Exquisite Corpse has little/or nothing to do with necrophelia or the International Excellence in Taxadermy Awards, held every year in Quebec City. Instead, it is a collaborative bit of poetry (there are also variations with simple sentences, prose, sketching, and if you're really ambitious, sculpture) designed to explore the psyche. God love those clever surrealists!
SO, HOW DOES IT WORK?
It's pretty simple. You get a group of people together, grab some paper and pens, and open your mind. The first person begins a poem (I recommend about 4 lines in length). He/She then folds the paper, concealing all but the final line of her/his composition. The next writer continues from the last line of the previous, writing 4 lines, conceling all but the last, and passing it along. Let the good times roll!
The technique got its name from results obtained in initial playing, "Le cadavre exquis boira le vin nouveau" (The exquisite corpse will drink the young wine). Other examples are: "The dormitory of friable little girls puts the odious box right" and "The Senegal oyster will eat the tricolor bread." These poetic fragments were felt to reveal what Nicolas Calas characterized as the "unconscious reality in the personality of the group" resulting from a process of what Ernst called "mental contagion."(http://www.exquisitecorpse.com/definition.html)
WHY AM I GOING ON ABOUT THIS?
The links below are a transcript of the results. Check them out for a surreal
Thanks to all that participated.
(A note from the editor: As much as possible, these transcripts tried to remain
loyal to the original texts, funky spelling and all. If you wrote one of these
and decide that I have all wrong, or if I've spelled your name incorrectly,
let me know and I'll try to fix it. Oh yeah, before I forget, you should all
be ashamed of your poor handwriting...you gave me a headache with all of your
scatching outs and undotted "i" 's.)
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