Voices

Wonder so as
to be earnest. Never
witness stale grace;
joy shuts grieving. 

This error list,
now argument, allowing 
you and me 
to follow the untried, 
glistering power. 

I imagine speed unfold—
leaving 
is growing patience. 


 

Source:

Act IV, scene 1 from The Winter’sTale by William Shakespeare. 

Method:

I shuffled the passage using an online tool, and then tried to create alternative voices/dialogues within the text. I have used the three primary colours to indicate individual voices. The idea is to unearth multiple meanings, while still reading as part of a whole. Make what you will out of it. :)   


Note: First published in issue forty-three of Otoliths.