Result:
The poem was not engulfed as much as expected (hoped). This could be due to any number of factors.
The flame bit a jagged, butterfly shape into the paper, obscuring words and creating new meanings in sentences: "Poetics is [...] try this side of the Atlantic," & "glorified acceptence of [.]nes [...] by the front desk". Wafts of 'what's that burning smell?' hit the readers nose, distracting them from the reading at hand. Overall, a rather pretty result, but with quite a disappointing effect on the reading itself.
Burn moar poems! Film them from above so we canz read them while they burnz!
ReplyDeleteI lacked the necessary third hand to film this time - I shall try again soon!
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