This is a collection of poetry that parodies James Franco’s poetry. Simple, no? I think the better question is, why did I make this?
Lots of reasons. I’ll go more in depth on each of them in later posts, but here’s an overview:
– The obvious: Franco’s poetry isn’t the best in the world 1)It’s not the worst either, but that’s a different can of worms, and I thought it would be a good target for parody/satire.
– I wanted to prove that if James Franco can write poetry, so can I. So can you. So can anyone. We are all creative beings, and we can all create art.
– I wanted to experiment with writing in a voice that was different from my own. Since I was already doing something I found difficult, I decided to make it even more challenging by picking a medium I almost never write in 2)Poetry and a voice that is very different from my own 3)James Franco, a man a good friend of mine once described as “someone who can’t possibly be a real person.”. Shoot for the moon, I say.
– I believe art is meant to be engaged with. Once I got my hands on a copy of Directing Herbert White, I couldn’t just let it sit on my shelf unmolested. I had to pull it apart, pick out different pieces and put it back together in different ways. And then do all that again with different pieces.
– My favorite way to engage with art is through comedy. Parody felt like a natural choice.
Some of these will be direct parodies of specific poems. Others will be more style parodies. Some of them will be weird experiments. Some of those experiments will fail. I’m okay with that. Some of this is going to be funny. Some of it won’t. I’m okay with that, too.
I am not James Franco. These are not his poems.
I am Sarah Celiann. I wrote these poems, but they are not mine.
Let’s do this.
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|1.||↑||It’s not the worst either, but that’s a different can of worms|
|3.||↑||James Franco, a man a good friend of mine once described as “someone who can’t possibly be a real person.”|