Sunday, November 14, 2004
just done w/ a first read of c logue's
all day permanent red...
here it comes:
That unpremeditated joy as you
--The Uzi shuddering warm against your hip
Happy in danger in a dangerous place
another self you found at Troy--
through that rush of Greekoid scum!
creative anachronism... makes me want to jump back
into the iliad... & simone weil's essay on it... and dig up logue's
first volume... war music
are the times...
w berry from "Work Song" in
I know my words
have gone in search of things.
They are hunting the song
will celebrate the absence
of what does not belong.
You can't be about things. This is strictly forbidden.
o... ZOTZ... in which malcolm davidson momentarily
makes me wish i'd been chosen as a best american po-it of 2004...
just to get into the zoo... a muddy little squat of a cage for
my pomes... even if i were to meet say a carp or a maggot...
and then there's c
murray's positive appraisal
of said blog's roots in the dialogical
Saturday, November 13, 2004
in the mail this past week... two berry
first editions... good deals... the unsettling of america
and clearing... both '77... both with pages browning...
was '77 that long ago... year of the first talking heads lp...
first year of teaching in houston... long ago... far away
Were Just Singing'
... o... dear... me...
Every time I wake I understand
how easy it is to be nothing.
... antonio porchia... born
this day in 1885... (with appreciation to fait
for occasional reminders of porchia's provocations)
Friday, November 12, 2004
most noticeable below is the strangeness
that many who voted for bush also voted for obama... and vice
versa, of course...
How Carmel Voted... mock election
Total # of voters
for President: 770
Total # of voters for U.S. Senate: 703
...[adj] (archaic) lifted up or set high; 'their
hearts were jocund and sublime'- Milton
inspiring awe; 'well-meaning ineptitude that rises to empyreal
absurdity'- M.S.Dworkin; 'empyrean aplomb'- Hamilton Basso; 'the
sublime beauty of the night'
[adj] worthy of
adoration or reverence
[v] vaporize and then
condense right back again
[v] change or cause
to change directly from a solid into a vapor without first melting;
'sublime iodine'; 'some salts sublime when heated'
Thursday, November 11, 2004
... funny... i just tried to get to the Smith-Berry
Winery... run by wendell berry's daughter and her husband... but
I guess the school's filters won't let that happen... you can
still get there, though... have a sip for me
Why level downward to our dullest
perception always, and praise that as common sense? The commonest
sense is the sense of men asleep, which they express by snoring.
Sometimes we are inclined to class those who are once-and-a half
witted with the half-witted, because we appreciate only a third
part of their wit. Some would find fault with the morning-red,
if they ever got up early enough. "They pretend," as
I hear, "that the verses of Kabir have four different senses;
illusion, spirit, intellect, and the exoteric doctrine of the
Vedas;" but in this part of the world it is considered a
ground for complaint if a man's writings admit of more than one
interpretation. While England endeavors to cure the potato-rot,
will not any endeavor to cure the brain-rot, which prevails so
much more widely and fatally? ... thoreau... walden
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
i'm off to joliet... for my brother-in-law's
father's services...may he rest in peace...
John F. Egizio, Sr.
89. Passed away peacefully on Sunday, November 7, 2004 at his
home surrounded by his family.
July 17, 1915 in Joliet, he was a lifelong resident. Served the
United States Army during WWII in Hawaii. Member of the Stone
City Post #2199. John worked for nearly 30 years as an electrician
at Caterpillar. He was an avid fisherman, hunter and bowler.
Survived by his wife of 63 years,
Mary C. (nee Simunovich) Egizio; children, John F. Egizio, Jr.
(Mary Therese) and Judy (Kevin) Barnes; grandchildren, Therese
Ann (Anthony) Fracaro, Rebecca, Clare and Matthew Egizio; great-grandchildren,
Anthony, Delaney and Brennen; two sisters, Mary (late William)
Stukel and Ann (late Bud) McNamara; one son-in-law, James (Mary)
Yahnke. Numerous nieces, nephews and cousins also survive.
Preceded in death by his parents,
Rosario and Antonette (nee Mancini) Egizio; daughter, Jeanette
Egizio; brother, Philip; and sisters, Nancy (James) Gleason and
Sue (Clem) Albert.
services for John F. Egizio, Sr. will be Thursday, November 11,
2004 at 9:15 a.m. from the funeral home chapel to St. Anne Catholic
Church, Crest Hill where a Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated
at 10:00 a.m. Interment St. Mary Nativity Cemetery where full
military honors will be conducted by the United States Army. Memorials
in his memory to Joliet Area Community Hospice would be appreciated.
Visitation Wednesday 2-4 and 6-8 p.m. at:
C. DAMES FUNERAL HOME
3200 Black at Essington
For information: 741-5500
...It is self-evident to
me - as it probably is to everyone else in this enlightened audience
- that the best way to bring people together, and the best way
to create caring, compassionate, peaceful communities, is to bring
people together around food. And yet people around the world are
increasingly alienated from meaningful participation in the everyday
act of feeding themselves. This is driving us apart, and diminishing
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
were too big to load in this lifetime via my home
dialup... but here on the school's t1 they're just fine... it's
as good as a walk with herself...
this flood of links below indicates that
i've been sitting at the big teacher desk all afternoon while
the sophomores write an in-class essay on three 19th century snow
poems... i've been googling "a timbered choir"... looking
for useful wendell berry stuff... a couple sermons that note him...
a film review that quotes him... but now the sophs are all gone...
i've got this thick folder of paper... to read
... interesting to see that berry's poems have been incorporated
into liturgical prayer...
you know the worst
... i remember how shortly after 9/11
my old friend
(how are ya? where are ya? ah, still at smith) wrote
to ask who wrote this... i had a feeling it was berry, but hadn't
yet immersed myself in A Timbered Choir...
Anxiety of Influence by Dan Geddes
argues that new poems originate mainly from old poems; that the
primary struggle of the young poet is against the old masters.
He, the ephebe, must 'clear imaginative space' (1) for himself
through a creative misreading of the strong poets of the past.
Only strong poets can overcome this anxiety of influence; lesser
lights become derivative flatterers and never achieve poetic immortality
for themselves ... The struggle between the young poet (the "ephebe,"
the "citizen of poetry" as ancient Athenians termed
him) and his great precursors is more of a psychological agon,
where the young poet's only weapon against the greats is creative
misprision. A successful misreading of past works allows the ephebe
room for his own voice to be heard--and if spectacularly successful,
he can come dwarf even the precursor, to make us read the precursor
in terms of the later poet, rather than vice versa.
Pitts: Where's the morality in Bush's policy?And
if you are, as I am, a Christian who remembers what Jesus told
Simon Peter, it is galling to see Him reduced to a GOP shill,
wrapped in a flag and used as a prop to advance a conservative
agenda -- which, by the way, stands the Bible on its head ...
So I look at the success that conservatives on the so-called Christian
right have had in claiming Him as their exclusive property, and
I wonder, where in the heck is the Christian left? Where are the
people who preach -- and live -- the biblical values of inclusion,
service, humility and sacrifice, and why haven't they coalesced
into an alternative political force?
... good stuff from mr.
Monday, November 08, 2004
1. How can one forward along
with poetry after poetry ?
never did anything else but getting out of poetry. Through an
active process, it always carries on and disregards. It is part
of its essence to forge forward ahead. That's its very way of
becoming identified : restlessness, impatience, care for language,
i.e. when all is said, lyricism.
... glorious translation
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