Sunday, September 11, 2005
karen is full of mountains and god and really goofy spelling workarounds
... this tiny
... maybe it's appalaichan? but she's
actually in switzerland ... so she probably meant ALP-elation
Thomas Merton Foundation : Poetry of the Sacred
... a certain
kind of poem ... or any kind of poem ... or ...
Saturday, September 10, 2005
drove off the impulse to send something ... today's thing from
fyp ... to The Duplications
... where i'm finding myself pleased to read what's posted ...
mr. mayhew's good poems ... not mr. keillor's ... but i remind
myself that fyp exists to keep me from submission(s) ... not that
i can't be submissive ... but that i wouldn't want to hear 'o
this is not what i meant ... not what i meant at all' ...
... jmayhew writes I like lean
and mordant poems more than slack and verbose ones. Don't try
too hard to be jazzy and New York school. I don't like poems that
I think I could have done better, or that I want to second-guess.
and i appreciate this knowing what he likes ... and doubt my things
are lean and mordant ... but don't seem to me so slack or jazzy
... as for NYS ... i just couldn't say ... could i ... but jm's
clear prescription puts one in position to write in that direction
... writing to someone's taste ... why not ... 'if yr gonna pay
(so to speak) me, i might as well try to please you" ...
but what if i wasn't even trying ...
and i walked around the school at sundown
... it was warm and quiet ... i forget how trees and air and grass
and sky do not participate in our frantic ... quiet even with
traffic off yonder and dogs and general mechanical noise ... quiet
in me ... strangely enough
picked up the new glasses this morning
... troublesome in their slightly new configuration ... the placer
of new glasses on nose said 'wear them for a week - just a week
- and if they give you a headache call and we'll test the prescription'
... but i don't even want a headache ... or need one
picked up doubt
by john patrick shanley and
read it in forty minutes with my new glasses ... and got a slight
headache ... a slight pulitzer prize winning headache ... i was
disappointed ... is that all it takes to turn the right heads
to earn... a slight pulitzer
picked up the best american poetry 2005
edited by the paul
muldoon whose work i've never sought ... but i'm willing to cut
him and just about everybody ... even you ... some slack ... and
am happy to see new names i know ... rachel loden, shanna compton,
susan wheeler and such ... and even old samuel hazo (i remember
an old prof at marquette praising my citation of samuel hazo in
a paper i wrote on berryman ... got me thinking that hazo was
not so cool if this old prof approved ... now here he goes ...
a year younger than ashbery ... still chugging away)
picked up the fagles translation of sophocles' theban
plays ... cuz i've always enjoyed fagles ... a good ear
Friday, September 09, 2005
are writing their first in-class essay ... it's very quiet in
here but i can hear the gears turning spinning ... grinding ...
i've read three from the previous period and they're not too horrible
.... just seeing what we've got to work with ... among those three
i found the classic "This poem has a lot of symbolism in
it" ... period ... no further explanation ... but i also
see them quoting accurately to support an idea ... and jumping
right in to attack the question without the introductory niceties
they learn via The Five-Paragraph Essay (in fact, they seemed
to breathe easier after i told them i didn't realy want to see
any 5-paragraph essays) ... i fear i'm positioned to unteach that
particular device ... it must serve a purpose on some lower level
... but it is so restrictive ... actually seems to obstruct/prevent
successful thought on these ap-style prompts.
Thursday, September 08, 2005
night is done ... it was okay ... good, in fact ... at times even
but i'm a tired old
coot with a low grade cold ... sniff ...
parents ... back to school ... night
a long day
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
do you want some reservations?
when will the sentences arrive?
sorry. we're all out of appearance.
no. really. sorry. i couldn't
think of anything.
the things i could think of were not ... virtuous. enough.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
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