Univocalisms, 100 word review

Raymond Queneau came up with some hugely compelling ideas for original literarature in his time, but sometimes there was more art in the concept than any possible execution. Such is the case of the univocalism, a poem which only uses one vowel. As far as poetry is music, it is the sound of someone incessantly hammering the same piano key. What’s its appeal? Only that it is a striking example of something that appears to require much greater skill than it actually does, so that as the spoken word equivalent of ‘is this your card?’ it goes down a storm.