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How To OulipO
an Around The Splat Flats Literary Experiment


The results are in from your visit to the Around The Splat Flats

Oulipo experiment.  Below sits the text you gathered together using

six books and a typewriter.

Please read and enjoy. 

If you would like to go a step further in your Oulipo exploration,

please do the following:

1. Read the gathered text.

2. Rearrange the text (using all of it or only some of it)

into your own story or poem.

3. Email your new text to oulipo@thesplatflats.com.

4. Check back for your published Oulipo.

And now:

How To Oulipo
an Around The Splat Flats Literary Experiment

by Valerie Pell

“That’s pretty Denver.”

The incline was ferociously steep for eons.

Citizenship, and the emphasis on the rule of law
versus the rule of force.

“This time let us turn to the lives not of men but
of women in the nineteenth centry--to live the lives
of professional women.”

When you think of water lillies, you are reminded of
a beautiful scene, which one writer describes in
this fashion.

Where it composed by Vulcan’s skull?

My sword should bite it: not the dreadful spot.

Here we can skip; we can skip; we can take the
professor’s word.

In the place where the storyteller was the coming of
night was marked as it was not in towns nor in modern
houses.

House would still be empty from when he threw my
sister’s ghost.

I’m always saddened to see youg people who are
overweight.

But I saw nothing moving, in earth or sky or sea.

It was a beautiful evening; the sun shone brightly
between the trunks of the trees into the dark green of
the forest, and the turtledoves sang mornfully upon
the beech trees.

Scorned; salons did not permit his paintings to be hung;
and here was the flower which had become the talk of
the nation.

Face up and drowning in its own blood.

Oh to be in England now that April is there.

In 1873 The typewriter was invented; in 1876
General custer made his famous last stand; in 1896
Henry Ford finished his first motor car; in 1902 the
Twentieth Century Limited broke the world’s speed limit
for long distance runs covering 148 miles in 145 minutes;
and that same year the U.S. purchased the French rights
and franchies to the Panama Canal.

She might even sleep like a brink, her breathy sugary
from fingerfuls of molasses.

The Tao is an empty vessel: it is used, bult never filled.

Another writer put it this way: “The honey suckle is a
flower that belongs particularly to moonlight and fairyland.”

That which shrinks must first expand.

She understands it all.

My sensations would be hard to describe.

“No poetry of shipwreck and the sea,” a living poet writes,
“has ever equalled the great scene of pericles; no such note
of music was ever struck out of the clash and contnetion of
tempestuous elements.”

Where is Antony?

“Here we are.”

The treasured darling of Mr. Paxton’s heart.

The chemistry was pariculary deficient.

Knowing he says nothing beyond the three gases (whatever
they may be).

Denver suggests warming up some cider while her mind
races to something she might do or say to interest
and entertain the dancer.

Use instant broth--a real help.

Sethe paused in her circle again and looked out
the window.

He’s all my exercise, my mirth, my matter, now my
sworn friend and then my enemy, my parasite, my
soldier, statesman, all.

With his varying childness cures in me thoughts
that would sicken the blood.

“Whup,” said the corporal.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Whir-r-r-r!”

He can come no other way but by his hedge-corner.

Though there are machines that can work ten to a
hundred times faster than man, they are not needed.
The last of the Sweet Home men, so named and called
by one who would know, believed it.

The drama as a whole is singularly undramtic.

Use Scarsdale diet ketchup marinade for lamb and poultry.

The dove said to her: “For seven years must I fly about
the world, but at every senth step that you take I will
let fall a drop of red blood and a white feather, and
these will show you the way, and if you follow the trace
you can release me.”

Antony only, that would make his will Lord of reason.

They are practically unanimous in their account of
platter’s proceedings.

Combine crumbs and margarine, press onto bottom and
side of 9-inch pie plate.

“Nevermind the ship,” said Wade, “Listen to me.
Do you know what hallucinatory means?”

That cow will be killed tomorrow.