Concrete Poetry

I’m trying to wrap my head around concrete poetry again. Better head than ankles I suppose.
I always try to go too deep, mining for meaning when reading. Thinking too hard. This is a step back and forward at the same time. What’s here?

derek beaulieu’s Fractal Economies thru bread bubble.
From an afterward after words concrete poetry attempts “to shatter the chain of signification” to play in shapes of language as Sianne Ngai in a way that “deliberately interferes with close reading”. It messes with assumptions.
It questions the practice of holy meaning making always. It asks by practice what systems one is supporting and promoting even one one criticizes from within because one embeds the culture in the linear dialogues even in the most subversive of narratives. Instead concrete is refusing to play by those rules.
Accidental text, machine-degraded or mutilated bits of language have meaning only to the viewer if the viewer choses. The words and partial letter shape or language-like shapes aren’t invested with symbolism to decode. It de-dramatizes when the prevailing thrust is to impose dramas into stories and hook readers. This unhooks the idea that letters have a mandate to make sound or sense. They, zen, are. Existence on the terms of existing proving existence.