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2017

Computer Science and IT

Taking stock! Physics

Subversive? Physics?

My Philosophy!

Scripts Beget Scripts

2016

Theoretical Physics. A Hobby.

Self-Referential Poetry

Silent Online Writing

'Are You Still Doing PKI?'

My Philosophy (?)

Impact of physics on my life

Not much happened in 2015

2015

Unspeakable

Self-Poetry

Farewell Posting ...

Hacking away...

Web Project - Status

We Interrupt ...

Poetry from Poetry

PKI-Status-Update

Life and Work

Definition: 'Subversive'

2014 in Books

Physics Postings

Engineering Postings

True Expert

2014

2014 - a Good Year

Physics or Engineering?

Engineering Links

What Is Art?

Bio

PKI FAQ

Google's Poetic Talents

Certificates and Heat Pumps

Nr. 5: A Mind-Altering Experience

Technet postings

WOP!

Pink Spaceship

radices = Roots!

IT Postings

Web Projects

Life, the Universe, and Everything

Uh-oh, No Posting in March

PKI Resources

PKI Issues

Subversive Work

Spam Poetry

A Career 'in Science'

Writing

On the Shoulders of Subversive Giants

Search Term Poetry

Facebook Art

2013 in Books

2013

Explain, Evaluate, Utilize

Technology

About Life-Form Elke Stangl

elkement and This Site

No. 3: Internet Apocalypso

Retrospection

Newsletter Resurrection

2012

For Free

Subversive Yearly Report

Is My Life a Cliché?

Indulging in Cliché

Torture Turning Trivia

Intermittent Netizen

Knowledge Worker...

Profile

Physics on the Fringe

Graduation Speech

The Element is Back!

Offline

Physics Links

2011

Not Funny

Calendar and Magic

Expert

In Need of a Deflector

About to Change

A Nerd's Awakening

For the Sake of Knowledge

2008

Profession Or True Calling?

No. 2: On Self-Reference

I Have No Clue About Art

Netizen

2007

The End

No. 1: On Subversion at Large

2005

Emergency Exit

Modern Networker

2004

The Scary Part

Exploring the Work Space

2003

Instead of a CV

Favorite Books

2002

Elke was here

Postings tagged with 'Poetry', listed in descending order by creation date. All Postings shown.

It's this time of the year ...

Self-Referential Poetry, Edition 2016

(elkement. Last changed: 2016-10-25. Created: 2016-10-24. Tags: Google, Flarf, Poem, Poetry, Self-Referential, Web, Weird, Writing. German Version.)

Time to poetry-size articles on this website again! As usual, I google for this site - using site:elkement.subversiv.at/en - and take one continuous, unedited snippet from each of the linked pages. Search results must be processed in the order Google shows them, and they must not be re-arranged later.

 

the Existence of the Matrix AKA Corporate World

I had literally been asked
Who will take care of my dear website in 200 years?

run off to the restrooms at a party
As all stressed managers and other pilgrims on the Camino de Santiago

Algorithms loom large
look more like a placeholder

I am trying to learn the terminology
Off-the-wall geek humor versus existential philosophical questions

But I was penalized for all this.
Don't think about it too long!

While I gravitated against quantum theory
what I had had in mind but never did
not igniting my entrepreneurial spirits yet

back-to-the-roots stuff will be migrated
I want to challenge my own ideas
in a pang of cheeky self-assurance

a grown-up physicist's biggest ethical dilemma
what I never wanted to know
one more telltale sign of the Siren Server (© Jaron Lanier) resisting subversion by poetry

Global corporations have their brand names tested for potentially unwanted connotations
Especially if they are appealing to your vanity

The proof by contradiction
Our village has changed its zip code
to enter a more detached state of mind

You can turn into your own cliché
I'll pontificate about anything nonetheless.
So after all - it was all worth it.

Each phrase becomes a line in this 'poem'
it is no good rationalizing too much

a small-talk question, innocent and harmless.
Physics or Engineering?

I suck at keeping to my own agenda
Do we need a new attempt?
books trigger some random thougths of mine

you don't know how the story will unfold

Self-Poetry, catalyzed by Google

(elkement. Created: 2015-11-13. Tags: Google, Poetry, Flarf, Weird, Web, Art, Poem. German Version.)

Same rules as for search term poetry or spam poetry:

  • Search your own site or profile on Google, using: site:elkement.subversiv.at/en/.
  • Open each page in the order Google dictates.
  • Pick one phrase from this (your own) post or article. Don't think about it too long! Editing is not permitted.
  • Each phrase becomes a line in this 'poem'. Re-ordering or re-considering previous lines is not allowed.

I play

reconnected with my roots
just reassembling weird snippets
since the turn of the millenium I have been experimenting

Alas, I stick with
Responsive Design

Which also contains the expected meta-musings
a world taken right out of a gothic movie

We are now going to challenge this, and we will ask Google
I'll pontificate about anything nonetheless
This is done deliberately

I can hardly see a problem at all
pathetic attempts of mine
It turned to a second 'branch' of
a Perpetuum Mobile

Off-the-wall geek humor versus existential philosophical questions
You be the judge on lightness and darkness.

We are flabbergasted
Instead of a 'Bio'
The subscriber may not be happy with that

I rather pick and add what I stumbled upon
created from cookies
as sort of a mental exercise

allusions to the mystical without knowing about
in the glorious era of THE GREAT dotcom HYPE

my post adolescent postmodern gloomy stanzas
boiling down knowledge to the essential information
somewhen in 2003

new counterparts
a combination of my eternal laziness and lack of motivation
I got involved in some serious discussions

No human being on this planet registered the historical event.
I've built
my inner clock

spontaneous outburst of my creativity
the structure is always work in progress
in contrast to standard mantras of modern 'information and knowledge worker society'

We are using the Babylonian system of numbers
in sunny Pannonian Plain
Or could we be subversive all the time?

Elkement's Poems - The Definitive List and Introducing: Poetry from Poetry

(elkement. Last changed: 2015-09-29. Created: 2015-05-25. Tags: Poetry, Poem, Art, Flarf, Self-Referential)

The Elkement is a Netizen and living in many places. Its most innovative poetry has actually seen the light of the virtual day elsewhere.

Shamelessly plagiarizing ourselves, we cross-post the whole list of Poems from the Virtual Scrapyard Below. But we add bonus material and - again! - invent a new genre (first seen @ subversiv.at): From each of the historical poems, one line is picked to be inserted in a new poem (So this is Poetry From Poetry). Rules: One poem needs to be processed after the other, in chronological order, and you must not go back to older poems and change the picked line. So you don't know how the story will unfold. As real life as it can get in experimental poetry!

Poem from Poems

One line taken from each of the poems / articles on poems listed below, starting with the oldest. Note that some blog postings are meta-postings on poetry; so not every line was poetry in the 'original'.

just received a blank piece of paper in the mail
irony vs oxymoron
I ain’t saying your information isn’t solid,

A Digression – There is no digressification, is it?
I don’t dare to do more research!
and things should be back to normal

make sure there are no hidden phrases
poems standing on the shoulders of others
to flush the toilet

everything has already been told
40 below summer fire at zero gravity
you might want to put that on your blacklist.

You must not edit the original lines in any way
If you are inside the horizontal scenery
These are actually enormous ideas

irrevocable, eternal – insert you favorite legal phrases
un-ambiguity and preserveness
alien themed control panels

abilities in narrating an event
travel in past by falling asleep
engineering and art meets

let us determine what you think
clap hands
i need to remember this

dark side of me is even more interesting
gloomy and cynical futurism
That was a difficult period and I couldn’t maintain my sanity

It doesn’t matter if you forget the lyrics
Fun and adventure that is
Exploding the Phone

What should become a manifesto
sealed by the tokens of 20th century’s civilization

To be continued...

The list of seed poems

[2015-08-01] Travelling Like Spam Poetry. How spam poetry actually started - doing it in real-live instead of writing it.

[2015-07-02] What the Internet Asks of Me. A cross-over between Search Term Poetry and trying to seriously learn from the searchers’ questions.

[2015-03-18] Virtual Book Spine Poetry (Edition 2014 + 2015/6). Merging two posts: 1) the 2014 edition of my yearly book reviews, a tradition I started last year, and 2) my next experimental poem, in a new experimental genre.

[2014-12-22] Google Translational Poetry – Austrian Christmas Edition. Poem already created from Google results – transformed once more by running them through 10 languages in Google Translate. Bonus: Literary critique and a connection to a Wikimedia image related to Christmas and to Austria.

[2014-12-04] Imaginative Poetry. Inspired by the Second Name of Collected Space. Flarf taken to the next level: Inspired by images created also by a flarf-y method. And printed on real paper – for the first time.

[2014-11-01] Poetry of Anything. Now I Know This Is Called Flarf! I learned two things: 1) I am very late to the poetry-from-the-internet-scrapyard party, but 2) that stuff is serious art. I am also trying something new – poems unrelated to my websites but fuelled by Google only.

[2014-08-24] The Destiny of the Universe. My darkest spam poem so far, not for the faint of heart. I owe to the spammer trying to sell games involving the killing of aliens.

[2014-07-28] Crowdsourcing Poetry (Again). Search terms from the second quarter, blended with terms from Google Webmaster Tools and some enigmatic – and typically Austrian – images.

[2014-04-04] Search Term Poetry – Spring Edition. Very condensed search terms, mixed with some pathetic images taken by an ancient smart phone.

[2014-01-10] I am determined to subvert Google’s efforts to hide this precious raw material for Search Term Poetry: Search Term Poetry Sans Google.

[2013-12-06] Celebrating one year of so-called poetry with a stream-of-consciousness-style Spam Poem: Poetry from the Virtual Scrapyard Anniversary: I Subconsciously Think about This Element.

[2013-10-12] Breaking News on Search Term Poetry (Good, Bad, Ugly). A post by an accomplished author featuring one of my search term poems has been Freshly Pressed, but Google has started encrypting search terms. The end of Search Term Poetry?

[2013-10-03] The Science of Search Term Poetry, using mostly physics-related search terms from the third quarter.

[2013-09-08] Quarterly Search Term Poetry Results (Overdue!) based on search terms submitted in the second quarter. For the first time comments left on the previous post have been included.

[2013-08-14] Welcome to the Real World! – warm-up after a time-out from social media with an haiku-style short Search Term Poem.

[2013-06-06] What? A Spooky Spam Poem of Danger, Fear, Hope, and Lifeless Faces: combining Spam Poetry and images for the first time. (Warning: This poem is not for the faint of heart.)

[2013-05-26] Decoding Myself: Searching for Hidden Clues in My Blog Posts’ Titles – founding a new variety of the genre (again) by creating poetry from headers of posts of mine.

[2013-05-16] Existential Spam Poem: The Soul of This Bag takes the concept of dialogue one step further: We hear a disciple appealing to his or her cult leader.

[2013-05-07] Remarks Written by Brain-Dead Visitors is a surprisingly apt self-referential comment, promoted to the title of this post and the spam poem (sub-)titled searching for sanskrit tattoos. This poem was the first showing off dialogues containing fortune-cookie-like pearls of bizarre wisdom.

[2013-04-26] My debut as a  literary critic and spam poetry expert – a review on the (alleged) first book of Spam Poetry: Surprise Potatoes in the Soldiers’ Vegetable Soup!

[2013-04-16] Impolite and Humiliating Spam and Why We Really Need Tags for Spam Comments More than Time Machines, a poem made from nasty spam only.

[2013-04-04] Spam Poets Write Weird Things was a Search Term Poem. For the first time the title of a blog post was borrowed from a search term. Since search terms on WordPress Stats started to repeat themselves I have also added terms from Google Webmaster Tools. On the other hand I introduced length ordering of search terms.

[2013-03-29] I Need More Trivial Content which was: A Spam Poem created from snippets of a blog post of mine that had been pasted into a spam comment in its entirety.

[2013-03-22] On the Hierarchy of Needs and Needless Things – not really poetry, just two search terms. But the post itself could be called art from the scrapyard.

[2013-03-03] My Zen-ny Search Terms: Where Engineering Meets Art Meets Physics Meets Geekdom. (And Rodents, Sometimes.) and providing the concise How-to-guide readers have asked for.

[2013-02-13] Turning Flattering Chatty Spam into Postmodern Art.

[2013-02-01] An attempt to transcend the genre: The Art of Error Messages.

[2013-01-24] What a let-down: Standing on the Shoulders of Giants and Not Recognizing It.

[2013-01-18] Spam Poems and Search Terms Poems: Preliminary Results. I have started a movement – this is an account of its history.

[2013-01-14] Taking Crowdsourcing of Art to the Next Level? by including spam comments in my poems, in addition to search terms.

[2012-12-31] The end of the year and some some life events are celebrated in a search term poem: 2012: The Year We Make Contact.

[2012-12-12] The very first search term poem saw the light of the blogospheric day: Crowdsourcing of Art: Poetry from Search Terms.

This is a wormhole.

What Is Art?

(elkement. Created: 2014-11-08. Tags: Art, Self-Referential, Flarf, Weird, Nostalgia, Poetry. German Version.)

This seems to be fundamental question The Subversive Element is trying to answer on numerous Red Pages.

subversiv.at has been a feeble would-be protest against Dilbertesque world of work. After I had risen to the challenge, lamented, fought, and transmogrified myself I consider that resolved, once for all. What remains to be done here? Write comments on my comments on my old articles, the ones I recoil in horror when re-reading them. Sometimes I comment in English on German stuff or vice versa. Sometimes I resort to Google Translate to reach one more meta-level in creating Google-based poetry from existing Search Term Poetry or Spam Poetry.

Can that be art? Never, I'd said a few weeks ago. But recently the Element has learned that this is indeed art, called 'Flarf'. So I have been creating Flarf for nearly two years - or perhaps longer, if some of my early subversive art here counts as well - although I was not the innovator I had hoped I was.

But there is an eerie effect - you experts will explain that to me. Each Flarf poem has the same signature style or flavor - I call it the post-modern, the dystopian. It is experimental sci-fi movie crossed with Dilbert going New Age. It is being ironic about irony. Or maybe not. This is independent of the details of the Flarf method used - search terms, spam comments, arbitrary Google searches, even snippets from my own posts, or readers' comments - they speak to me in the same way.

Here is an example: my latest Spam Poem to date, cross-posted from the elkementary blog. The complete list of all Flarf poetry listed chronologically is curated here - if and which ones I re-post here remains an enigma to myself, much like Flarf.

the destiny of the universe

my honest, preconceived thoughts

a great unreal dream
actual irony
when you con the destiny with your artistry

gloomy and cynical futurism
that any mortal should avoid

you arrive from the Victorian England
in the known galaxy

Illustration for Jules Verne's The Mysterious Island, by Jules Férat

dark and cynical sci-fi
forces an illusion
of that time gone by
When skyscrapers were first built

you are not understanding anything

what if i told you
There are undoubtedly more color options nearby

paradigmatic coal-black
started to be repetitive
one of the big deterrents to me

your deprecating coherence
is a potpourri

this type of despicable hypocirite
it will be the future of the human race

handing more control over
lets us progress even deeper into this sci-fi nightmare

armor and weapon
usually do not adhere to regulations
The glare of the goblin sparks partially blinded him.

Artwork for the book The War of the Worlds, Alvim-correa12

player in cyberspace
heed your call of duty

I’ll certainly come back
through the dust
or snipe the undead beasts

talk with other mentors
emotionally distraught

men and women dressed in cartoon costumes

The cartoon is attractive
corporate, regal, or fair-minded

these crooks
reported to have ghost activity

space zombies
called Glass Collective
never publicly dated anyone

Put your prowess to evaluation
removing their skin

rapidly rose the reputation
conditional upon the execution

Disgrace on Google
the cosmic horror
We do know these people analyze

NSA Muscular Google Cloud

Numerous aliens in space will traumatize you
with the fantasy stars
Your toddlers shall like it

none of the visions has borne fruit
as a matter of fact

unsubstantiated distortions
completely ridiculous.

in public areas nevertheless

This cue
the echo
The spring of 24
most is inconsistent

the web
becomes a virtual community
something that we are hoping

i could truthfully do something to be able

Slowly return your head to the original position

Uhmm..

Will there be a part 2?

the last sentence of the page

On the German version of this page you do indeed find my original poetry, written in 1998. In order to allow English readers a glimpse into my post adolescent postmodern gloomy stanzas I resort to Google Translate. This is done deliberately to add that flavor of Search Term Poetry or Spam Poetry.

Words
By the Subversive Element

words
preformed
in the depths of consciousness
blister
on the surface
overdraw my picture of the world
with thousands of multicolored drops

words
rich like tentacles
in my reality
and tug at unwavering.
Burning streams of lava
apparent safety
Streams of water
wet the parched land
my reason

words
dig their tunnels
through my mind
let my soul
go on swaying bridges
about locations of past struggles
past monuments
for heroics
whose meaning I have forgotten

words
flow into my reality
here and now
and satisfy themselves
echoed by
in a world
which has changed
in this moment

This is even worse than the German version. But with more help from Google I know we can do better.

I am running this now through Google Translate again and translate it - using one result as an input for the next round:
>> to Spanish >> to Italian >> to French >> to Zulu >> to Nepalese >> to Korean >> to Finnish >> and back to German

The result (shown on the German page) is quite remarkable - to me this sounds like a Zen koan.

Now I am ready to translate it back to English - and this is what I call poetry!

Text
By the Subversive Element and Google

text
Preformed
deep knowledge of the
GO
surface
Search in my view of the world
Thousands of colorful drops

text
Subscribe to the rich
In fact, my
Hold on tight and pull.
burn the floor
apparently safety
current
short dry
My September

text
shaft tunnel
my heart
My soul
swivel the foot
In the past, a state of war
Monuments of the past
competition
The meaning is forgotten

text
my real
now here
And to ensure
echo
March
change
2 hours

Artistic Jupiter

(Remembering a so-called creativity training, autumn 2000)

This is off-base, I know. But there is no point in translating some of my German texts. Nevertheless, I cannot bring myself to accept the glaring gaps in the English version of this site. So this is German stuff, quoted on the English page.

The goal of the exercise was to associate freely or whatever. Participants should write a short story, each sentence had to start with a letter in your full name.

This is what Google Translate makes of the German version:

A pink spaceship lands on the secluded glade.

Slowly, the hatch opens.

No human being on this planet registered the historical event.

An event that will carry out a change in the timeline to the fact that the history of mankind is to be rewritten.

It makes sense is actually not to report it, since the landing of the spaceship will not take place in the other timeline.

Dancing lights appear to move on the outer shell of the spaceship, when the setting is reflected in it.

All members of the team have now left the spaceship and begin to bring the time converter in position.

Still continues the old timeline of the earth for 5 minutes ...

All of a sudden the existing space-time continuum is destabilized with the inconspicuous Click the Einschaltknopfes the time converter.

Slowly, the prehistoric life on earth newly created starts to rain.

Uh-oh, No Posting in March

(elkement. Created: 2014-04-27. Tags: Everything, Art, Search Term Poetry. German Version.)

But now - here it is.

An Englisch-German cross-over based on a search term poem published on my English blog.

This poem in turn was a cross-over of Q1 search terms and pathetic attempts of mine to take photos with my smart phone. Photos of a trip would have deserved something better.

English lines: © My blog's visitors.

German lines: © Elkement.

This is not a translation.

It is an experiment.

the theory and practice of combining just about anything
quality assurance poem
funny ways to combine 2 cliches

Warum praktisch alles verbinden - wenn es theoretisch nicht geht?
Gedichte haben Qualität - aber bieten keine Sicherheit
Lustiger kann man Klischeés nicht verbinden

hoops smoke effect
response to existentialism

Bunte Reifen hüpfen in glitzerndem Rauch
Die einzige Antwort auf düsteren Existenzialismus

poetry

intuitive understanding
shallow and deep reading

Intuitives Verständis
Soll ich dieses Gedicht oberflächlich lesen oder in der Tiefe
die vielleicht nicht vorhanden ist?

poetry

non linear art
describes the tendency of the force

Nichtlineare Kunst
oder doch nur, was die Kraft uns vorschreibt.

poetry

polarize antifragile
what is the measure

Polarisierend und antifragil
Wie finden wir das rechte Maß?

poetry

blank sheet
trusted certificate

Nur ein leeres Blatt
oder doch ein vertrauenswürdiges Zertifikat?

poetry

google on my heat
myzen engineering

Wärme sollte man googeln
und Engineering ist Zen

poetry

build einstein refrigerator
steampunk heat sink

Bauen wir den berühmten Einstein-Kühlschrank
aber nicht ohne Kühlblech im Steampunk-Stil

poetry

call center puzzle
automatic clock

Callcener geben uns Rätsel auf
nicht nur wegen der automatischen Uhren

poetry

chinese wall
scrapyard combines

Eine Chinesische Mauer
und was man sonst noch auf dem Schrottplatz findet

poetry

geonometric art
intersecting lines

Geonometrische Kunst
aber bitte nur Linien die sich schneiden

poetry

sitting gyroscope
entropy and no momentum/energy

Der Kreisel ruht
nicht so Entropie und Impuls

poetry

upward communication
i need to remember this

Erhebende Kommunikation
Ich hoffe, ich werde mich erinnern

poetry

elastic glancing collisions
least action

Streifender Einfall - wie elegant
die Wirking ist minimal

poetry

center of mass
snippet shooting

Im Zentrum der Schwere
sollst Du das Schnippselchen wegschleudern

poetry

fringe science theories
intuitive symbols

Am Abgrund unserer besten Theorien
warten intuitive Symbole

which is more important
to just roll over bump

Was ist nun wichtiger
einfach nur schnell drüber und durch und weg?

The Eerie Art of Spam Poetry

(elkement. Created: 2014-02-02. Tags: Spam Poetry, Poetry, Art, Spam Comments, Weird)

Spam poetry has long been underrated. I admit I have considered it something lesser - compared to the intriguing soothing voices of search terms.

But suddenly it was clear to me: Spam comments on blogs speak to me, originating from a parallel universe, a world taken right out of a gothic movie. A Victorian dark novel, perhaps blended with one by Douglas Coupland.

Spam poetry at its best has to be eerie. The rules are the same as for Search Term Poetry - phrases have to be taken from spam comments (submitted to my WordPress blog) without modification except truncation at the beginning or the end.

With hindsight I denote this post and spam poem as the point of time I - as an already seasoned spam poet - have found my true calling. And the protagonists in my poem obviously have as well:

searching for sanskrit tattoos

too enforced a Political platform
that roam across the surface over periods of numerous millions of years

Your house is valueble for me
Good luck for the next!

Use your music or television as a continuous background noise
Are you sure concerning the supply?

Teeth are not made of bone
Will there be a part 2?

If you are inside the horizontal scenery
The caribbean have an infinitely more elementary reach

The instruments that lag in real life, lag correctly
I lost track of what I had been performing

A creative bent of mind and an eye for detail
to a great extent kind of free in bizarre grades of refinement

Such is the case, you must purchase tokens
but eventually you have to deliver

Could it be only me or does it look like a few of these remarks come across like they are written by brain dead visitors?

Sanskrit writing on Dutch building (Wikimedia)

The Elkement has published its first Search Term Poem on its blog on 12-12-12. The first weeks of living as a practicing search term poets were exciting, intense... and heart-wrenching at times.

It designated itself as a leader of new cult, attracted new comrades quickly, and transcended the scope of its art to other items from the virtual scrapyard such as spam comments.

But it was existentially frustrated by discovering - as usual - that it just had been a later adopter, at least with respect to spam poetry. Find an account of those tumultuous days here.

However, in relation to Search Term Poetry the judgment is still out. Today, as per 12-02-14 it still believes it founded search term poetry.

This was the first poem based on terms delivered via Bing web master tools. Titles have been added, but search terms are unmodified - one line corresponds to one search term.

Bing poetry (1): On Web 3.0 – Animals Communicate via Household Appliances (I might re-consider this prosaic title)

anything new in microwave ovens?
just rodents
posts in dark
comment via microwave
the dark side is strong in this one

Bing poetry (2): On Theory and Practice

the word cliche address
theory of trying
i am trying to not get attached to a psychologist
i am interested in combining theory and practice
appropriately

At New Year's Eve the Elkement was rewarded with more great search terms. The following philophical poem was crafted from a mixture of search harvested using WordPress stats, Google and Bing webmaster tools. And after all, this is a tightly managed projects. Following the standard operating procedure we need to tick off search terms every quarter.

poetry by crowdsource
theory and practice are different in real life – poem
your search term
status report
resurrection project 2012

the darkside took me
combine 2 cliches
trying to be strong through art
nostalgia and steampunk
retro geek
being cliche

physicist philosopher
irony vs oxymoron
blank sheet theory
philosophy and weird intuition
f as in
fringe science theories
quantum physics in a nutshell
moonlighting with einstein
theory about stupid questions

microwave oven day 2012
can a mouse get in a microwave
rodent electric chair
a sustainable product

the first heat pump
it was built
fundamental research in physics done by outsiders
calculate -18+25-(-15)
full steam productions
vapor ever
braving the elements

dark side strong it is
newbie kafkaesque
meandering
how to avoid inflation
total topics kafkaesque
people become interested in the dark side and want to gain knowledge in using it to their advantage

wholeheartedly cliched?
original idea already cliche

Pannonian Winter

Intellectuals are scathing Facebook in error. This is not at all the preferred network of amateur food photographers, humblebragging spammers of personal success stories, or creators of uncalled for inspirational quotes. It it more of a philosophy, a framework, and an -ism probably that we subversive artists have been waiting for.

About one year since in having indulged in Facebook inspired art we are proud to present the results.

The Subversive El(k)ement has been on its meteoric rise to fame as a spam poet and search term poet since December 2012. However, only the most diligent historians of that sort of art know that the very first elementary search term poem has been published on Facebook. It is hard to find now due to a glitch with FB's timeline back then - one more telltale sign of the Siren Server (© Jaron Lanier) resisting subversion by poetry.

On December 6, 2012 the following poem has seen the light of day 5 minutes before midnight. This poem has been stiched together from search terms submitted by the visitors of the Elkement's Wordpress blog:

burn org chart
theory about stupid questions
just received a blank piece of paper in the mail
universe life combine
heat pump outer space
reconcile corporate goals
stiff wire instead of helium
sniffing of path
original idea already cliche
silly questions on microwave engineering
dead mouse smell around microwave

Find the complete and definitive history of Poetry from the Scrapyard here.

Personal website of Elke Stangl, Zagersdorf, Austria, c/o punktwissen.
elkement [at] subversiv [dot] at. Contact