I used to love to read love comics. And somewhere along the line, poetry merged with love comics in my brain . . .
When I visit poetry classes of any age, from middle school on up, I am tempted to bring along a few love comics as a kind of illustrated text for some of the poems I know I will be reading . . .
I never read love comics (most guys I know didn't), but certainly became aware of them through girls I knew and Pop Art. I'm going to show this to Jane, who loves comics (but not in the same way I did; her entertainment options are different, obviously), but is just being introduced to these very poems in school and is asking some pertinent questions. Curtis
My husband teases me that don't know how to read comics because I was punished as a child if ever caught with one. No comics, no TV, no candy. It's true I am slow to read or comprehend them. My students are teaching me how.
Do you know the wordless novels of Lynd Ward, Frans Masereel? There are more, too. Otto Nückel, William Gropper, Milt Gross, and Laurence Hyde.
Wordless novels? Okay, now I have to check these out.
And yes, sometimes when I go to a class, I want to tell the students, STOP! Just because it's a "poem," doesn't mean you have to take all your clothes off in the classroom--which would be easier to take in certain cases.
We didn't have a TV either, but in Maine we would bike to this gas station that sold old love comics from the 50s for a nickel. They were great -- very funny. Beautiful women would turn out to be bald men or witches in wigs and the nice girls with the pointy breasts and no lipstick would always be kissed in the final frame. Or they would decide against the creepy Kens and go off with the ladies to dine . . .
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What the World Needs Now Is Love Comix.
Nin, I bet you already know about this guy, I did some comics with him back in the Neolithic... and (for him) the Rest Was History.
Dave Morice: Poetry Comics.
Anyhow, you've made me think of this issue, in which Emily has escaped the musty fur-lined glove box and finds true Volcanic Lust.
More Poetry Comics, Featuring Emily Dickinson's True Romance.
Thanks Tom--I had no idea you did comics, and what a nice set of links. Cool stuff for sure.
I never read love comics (most guys I know didn't), but certainly became aware of them through girls I knew and Pop Art. I'm going to show this to Jane, who loves comics (but not in the same way I did; her entertainment options are different, obviously), but is just being introduced to these very poems in school and is asking some pertinent questions. Curtis
Nin,
Yes, bring the comics to the schools!
I loved Dave Morice Poetry Comics Thanks.
My husband teases me that don't know how to read comics because I was punished as a child if ever caught with one. No comics, no TV, no candy. It's true I am slow to read or comprehend them. My students are teaching me how.
Do you know the wordless novels of Lynd Ward, Frans Masereel? There are more, too. Otto Nückel, William Gropper, Milt Gross, and Laurence Hyde.
-Emily
Wordless novels? Okay, now I have to check these out.
And yes, sometimes when I go to a class, I want to tell the students, STOP! Just because it's a "poem," doesn't mean you have to take all your clothes off in the classroom--which would be easier to take in certain cases.
We didn't have a TV either, but in Maine we would bike to this gas station that sold old love comics from the 50s for a nickel. They were great -- very funny. Beautiful women would turn out to be bald men or witches in wigs and the nice girls with the pointy breasts and no lipstick would always be kissed in the final frame. Or they would decide against the creepy Kens and go off with the ladies to dine . . .
Eric Drooker's wordless graphic novels are quite something, too.
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