National Poetry Month - The Academy of American Poets - New Spring Books

American Life In Poetry

Poetry for the Rest of Us...
Fifty years ago, schoolchildren memorized Emily Dickinson and the taffy-sweet quatrains of Marlowe and Burns and Lovelace. Poetry was easy and portable popular entertainment, the iPod of literacy.

Whatever happened to poetry, anyway?

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With one deep breath, Dickinson is more transgressive, and so more subversive, than Baraka. . . .

Sharp Sand: Dear Students... good advice for all... not just college folks...

About the emails. When you are asking someone to A) consider that they have made a mistake, or B) grant you a favor for some particular reason, it is best to be civil...

Of course, I will be happy to consider possible errors in grading, even if they are subjective in nature, but you will have to make your case on intellectual grounds, not emotional. It may surprise you to know that I would prefer a gradeless system, but I suspect that most of you, like the university & like our society at large, would find that unacceptable...

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Art of Anamorphosis

Anamorphosis...
Technically, 'the illusional art of anamorphosis, [is] a method of visual distortion whereby an image is presented in a confused or hidden form. When looked at from a different angle or in a curved mirror, the distorted image appears in normal proportions.'

Notes toward an essay on Virtual Anamorphosis in Narrative Cinema... note to self: find time to read this...

Possum Pouch: In(co)herency... on poetry power flight...

Mac OS X 10.4 Tiger... via a new broom... & wondering what mac will seem to me when i eventually migrate into the 21st century... away from this blueberry G3

Tales From The Scale ... written in & edited by erin!!... gots a good review from pubweekly

carmel walkathon this morning... cool but bright and everyone was in a pretty good mood because no one was in class but all were out walking round and round the grounds at st. mary of the lake seminary. i stood and stamped them as they came by. then i came home and fiddled... with stuff...

Hairball Awareness Day... was yesterday... how could i have missed it? (via land mammal) ... well... i guess we'll celebrate the next time one is ... delivered

To read poetry is to enjoy a mimetic gesticulation towards the thought process, to demand from it alternatives to ordinary remembering and comprehension. In this elusive, decorous and ceremonial absence of significant reportage, history is a minor character in a timeless masque enacted in the evolving theater of language. ... nick piombino "writing and remembering"

reading ronald johnson and a city... approaching clarity

Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?

F. Scott Fitzgerald: The Great American Dreamer DVD

Volpone

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over there in Heaven we get great courses like GLASSPO*4304 BEGINNING HOT GLASS POETRY WORKSHOP

and o... just about ready to send off the next batch of fyp stuff... i know yr beside yrself with anticipation... just cool yr jets... it's coming

there's always the weather... this morning it was a good walk in chilly air... we saw the moon hanging way low down over the end of mckinley avenue... full and low... we saw some deer... a small female and three young ones... they walked into the thick brush... then came a day inside without weather... but now i hear rain onthe window... i look but there's none... wind... i guess