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a Cosmic Convergence:
Rhetorics, Poetics, Performance,
and the Web
necessarily . . .)
|"A dark night in a city that knows how
to keep its secrets . . ."
Bartender, I'd like a manhattan, please.
Stop me if you've heard this one, but I feel as though we've met before.
Now tell me did you really think I'd fall for that old line? I was not born just yesterday.
Cue visual one. . .
Besides I never talk to strangers anyway.
Visual one--make it
the whole right column:
Nostalgic (and as xenophobic as the French). It doesn't move us forward. To explore the territory ahead--where we see what might be a more visible convergence of rhetoric and poetics, of narrative and exposition, and even of visual aesthetics with all of these--we need to construct a more optimistic postmodernism.
What current experiments in academic writing do, seen through the lens of readership, is to invite the reader to play a role in the text with the writer, and also apart from the writer perhaps; that's one effect of re-presenting collage-like invention processes. An effort to please the reader, too: to provide an aesthetic experience.
Cue visual two. . .
And fundamentally, to understand that the writer can't control how any text will be read or narrativized--will be experienced. Or: how others may join in the plot.
Ist as Cube Dost
Petals on a wet, black bough.