I’m telling you this ’cause you’re one of my friends. My alphabet starts where your alphabet ends!” – Dr. Seuss, On Beyond Zebra
Imagine a new alphabet on beyond zebra where every letter allows different ways of pronouncing it.
Now imagine reading a poem written in this crazy alphabet. Such a text would invite the reader into a mad tango of endless interpretation. Unfathomable depths would beckon us into an embrace. Every line would lure us to transcendence. It would be like taking a sacred psychotropic drug. Call this supreme hyperpoem, one that provides no certainty and leaves everything to the imagination, not literature but letterature.
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