wurm issue 3! the pwoermd special

p(wurm)d

hi! Welcome to wurm (the March issue) ,

the periodical

for those who like poetry that is

alive and moving forwards, rather

hermetically sealing itself from

development, like a conservative.

The minimalist look and the single

word cover are present because, this

is the first special edition of

wurm, dedicated to that rare and

beautiful form of poetry known as

the pwoermd-

A poem composed of one word, with no

title other then what the poem

provides.

Normally I put poet’s bios after the

works, but as this issue is

deliberately stripped down in the

text department, I didn’t.

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pwoermds by:

andrew topel

geof Huth

mIEKAL aND

gustave morin

troylloyd

Andrew topel:

mIEKAL aND (pwoermds chosen from the

book, texistence) :

lauglph

fossilitate

A review of “texistence” by Geof

Huth and mIEKAL aND (2008, Xerox

sutra editions)

This is a momentous and very interesting book. It is possibly

the first book of pwoermds.

What first struck me about this book was the thickness.

This is slightly ironic considering the shortness of the

poems (though I certainly think pwoermds are not short per

se, because there is so much there, squeezed into a small

space).

Also, the beauty of the cover design was immediately

attention grabbing, from the verdant lushness of the front,

to the arid desert environment of the posterior.

The arrangement of the interior, with the pwoermds

arranged in a zig-zagging fashion. You can almost play the

tome like a flick book.

Of course, this book also has a set of fascinating pwoermds.

As an enthusiastic pwoermdist (amongst other things), i

found the construction of these subtle nuggets of wordage

fascinating

These words are like strange insects,

waiting to be pinned down, and yet resisting any attempt to

do so.

They crawl up and down the pages like linguistic

silverfish, or the typewriter in the film version of

Burroughs’s “naked lunch”.

There is also a lucidity and convincing air to these works.

This book is almost like a book of obscure words, or an

alchemical recipe (homunculus burgers, anyone?).

Perhaps they are magic (or magick?) words. incantations?

incrantratrions? i/n/cr/antr/atr/io/ns? Who knows? All I

know Is, I’m having fun finding out.

Geof Huth (two

pwoermds also chosen from

texistence):

fleurgenital

navaginate

gustave morin:

CONPLY

CHROMATOAST

Debth

vomittens

rapscaldion