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Poetry News For May 8, 2008

Poetry News:

  1. Things fall apart: is the post-9/11 imagination disintegrating?
  2. Happy Birthday, Archibald MacLeish!
  3. Dante, Primo Levi and the intertextualists
  4. On other occasions he complained he looked like “a cross between an egg and a bloodhound” and “an egg sculpted in lard, with goggles on”
  5. It reminds me of the old black and white films; the mist, the looming shapes that become familiar upon approach, the necessary promise of a romantic meeting… the poem is pregnant with possibilities that remain non-specific
  6. There’s no point in piling up a mountain of poems that no one wants to read
  7. wikipedia’s list of American poets is strange & they have weird rules for notability. The discussions about Shanna Compton’s John Gallaher’s articles are kind of hilarious in their ignorance. I’m not a huge fan of Wikipedia…just different arbiters. —
  8. Wheaton College Prof. Resigns After School Questions Details of Divorce
  9. Virginia Quarterly Review apologized for publicly making fun of their slushpile & took down the offending comments. Google cached it though. I’m a Libra and I like “nice” I guess, because I am starting to get really really sick of snottiness disguised as cleverness or intellect. Or maybe it is because I didn’t really grow up in that whole middle class world? I grew up with people who mostly knew life is rough, and gave everyone else a begrudging respect at least, because of that shared experience. And if you are going to be a smart ass / asshole, you better be prepared to back it up / defend yourself. Anyway, the thing that bothered me about the post was that the prose poem genre (as a whole) was lumped in with poor writing.

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4 comments

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There’s no point in piling up a mountain of poems that no one wants to read.

It’s possible to write too much? Oh yeah, and it’s possible to practice the violin too much. Boy those fingers can get tired and think of all those scales piling up. And think of all the wasted drawings those artists do to get to the good paintings. Sheesh. It’s called practice. You have to wade through the crap to get to the gold, that’s all there is to it. I have several mountains of poems piled up that no one wants to read. But I needed to write them to get here wherever that may be.

May 8th, 2008 at 12:47 pm
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Today is also Gary Snyder’s birthday!

The Wheaton College, where the divorcing professor is losing his job, is not the one in Norton, Mass. I took several courses there shortly before it became co-educational.

This is a great blog. I haven’t said that in a while. and I like this font.

May 8th, 2008 at 1:37 pm
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Thanks Nomi I appreciate it.

Rebecca- exactly. What? You’re going to sit down once in a while and expect poetry gold? Yeah no one wants to read a mountain of crap poetry but it is compost.

But it is an interview so I am taking his words with a grain of salt, since sometimes they are inaccurate.

May 11th, 2008 at 12:14 pm
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VQR is off my Christmas card list.

May 12th, 2008 at 9:19 pm
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