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Mar 01 2009

When French Women Cook

Posted by Christine Cavalier in Main Page

Here’s a poem I wrote a few years ago using the only the book titles I could see from my seat at the cafe in the bookstore.

I added the punctuation.

On each line are all actual book titles (or part of book titles), including the first line of the poem.

Tell me what you think.

If anyone knows a word for this type of found/aggregate art, please let me know.

Please link me , in the comments, to any other similar type of works, especially your own. Thanks!

When French Women Cook


When french women cook

le cordon bleu at home,

celebrate

parisian home cooking!

Lulu’s provençal table:

made in marseille.

Entertaining

vineyard tales,

dinner after dark,

a kiss guide to wine.

Inspired gatherings,

simple french food:

the perfect mix.

you’re invited!

rsvp.

Cooking to hook up –

the way to a man’s heart.

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  • YAY! Thanks Elizabeth. Funny what you can come up with when you are avoiding working on your novel. -PC
  • Ha! This is excellent! I'm a big fan of contrived poetry.

    (Excuse me for commenting on this so late. I was googling about the BBC booklist (the meme just caught up to me on facebook) and started wandering through your site.)
  • Hi,
    great posts and lot of informative talks. I reached you through Lisa Marshall (artof speakingscience). It is not really a poem like yours, but you should read Renshi.
    I posted an example by Makoto Oota here: http://czechfood.blogspot.com/search/label/poesie
    enjoy! and let us read more!!!
  • Thanks Wayne! It was a challenge, especially since I had a self-imposed rule to stay in my seat and only use what I could read from there. It was fun trying to arrange the titles into something that made sense.
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