In a discussion of a poem composed via a Ouija Board, we learned that two mediums took dictation in a red dining room, and then a poet edited the transcripts in an adjoining blue room, "supplementing the uppercase text of the dead with his own lowercase commentary." We were beguiled by that phrase, "the uppercase text of the dead." It conjures images of ancient Roman script chiseled into marble.
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Jonathan Caws-Elwitt quips:
Why are they shouting? It must just be high spirits.