The Zippy from the 30th, with the Dingburg School of beatnik typewriter poets:
They compose on their typewriters, creating poetic texts that are (to the untrained eye) just strings of characters. Their names are absurd combinations of words Bill Griffith finds attractive or risible: Feldspar Hatband, Mulch Onionskin. (I am especially fond of feldspar myself, have been for years.)
Mulch Onionskin explores “the outer range of comprehensibility with his “XYZ” epic”, a repetitive minimalist work that’s the typewriter poet counterpart to minimalist composer Philip Glass’s large-scale works. (Note on Glass in my 7/3/13 posting “Music and words”.)
As for “Potrzebie”, see my 5/4/10 posting “What, me worry?”.
[Addenda later on 6/1, on two previous writers who wielded typewriters and might have been inspirations for the Dingburgers.
First, the Archy of Don Marquis’s archy and mehitabel. From Wikipedia:
[Archy] was a cockroach who had been a free verse poet in a previous life, and took to writing stories and poems on an old typewriter at the newspaper office when everyone in the building had left. Archy would climb up onto the typewriter and hurl himself at the keys, laboriously typing out stories of the daily challenges and travails of a cockroach.
Second, the Beatnik writer Jack Kerouac. From Wikipedia:
The idea for On the Road, Kerouac’s second novel, was formed during the late 1940s in a series of notebooks, and then typed out on a continuous reel of paper during three weeks in April 1951. It was first published by Viking Press in 1957. ]
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