Our metaphors go on ahead of us, they know before we do. And thank goodness for that, for if I were dependent on other ways of coming to knowledge I think I'd be a very slow study. I need something to serve as a container for emotion and idea, a vessel that can hold what's too slippery or charged or difficult to touch.
—Mark Doty, “Souls on Ice”
2.29.2020
2.28.2020
parochial dialect
Many artists utter universals when they speak of process, composition, creation, etc.; when, at most, they should be speaking in a parochial dialect.
2.27.2020
all marked
The dream of a perfect commonplace book wherein each page might be marked or underlined as a place to return to.
2.26.2020
famous flaws
Flaws in a work become attributes over time: We accept and then praise the author/artist for not seeing the missteps.
2.25.2020
stacking up
When a book gets delivered to your home before you have finished the last one ordered.
Labels:
books,
buying books,
problem,
reading,
stacks
2.24.2020
somewhere in the margins
Awake, it’s trickier business, this saying
so deliberately what we can only hope means anything.
Especially when we’re at it this late, weighing words
until they somehow seem to matter, until
we look at them again in the next day’s excruciating light
and realize mostly we stayed up all night for not nearly enough.
[…]
And you wherever you are,
with your own frantic pages of notes to get back to,
another night drunk down to the cold bottom of the cup,
imagining an even better poem somewhere in the margins
of the best you can do right now,
you know how that one goes.
—David Clewell, from “This Book Belongs to Susan Someone,” Blessings in Disguise (Viking Penguin, 1991, The National Poetry Series)
[I've been away from St. Louis for 35 years, but David was a poet I was close to in my last few years there.]
so deliberately what we can only hope means anything.
Especially when we’re at it this late, weighing words
until they somehow seem to matter, until
we look at them again in the next day’s excruciating light
and realize mostly we stayed up all night for not nearly enough.
[…]
And you wherever you are,
with your own frantic pages of notes to get back to,
another night drunk down to the cold bottom of the cup,
imagining an even better poem somewhere in the margins
of the best you can do right now,
you know how that one goes.
—David Clewell, from “This Book Belongs to Susan Someone,” Blessings in Disguise (Viking Penguin, 1991, The National Poetry Series)
[I've been away from St. Louis for 35 years, but David was a poet I was close to in my last few years there.]
Labels:
ars poetica,
business,
david clewell,
light,
marginalia,
margins,
night,
obituary,
poem is
2.23.2020
critical making
All artists are critics by means of their making certain things rather than others, and by making those things in certain ways rather than others.
2.22.2020
not less or more
If Woolf is your source text, your erasure poem can't go wrong: Every word in the text was well tested before you came along with your eraser.
Labels:
erase,
erasure poem,
technique,
test,
text,
virginia woolf
2.20.2020
subject extent
Some poets change subject matter poem to poem; others change subject matter only after exhausting a series of poems related to a single subject.
Labels:
exhaust,
sequence,
series,
subject matter
2.19.2020
genre renegade
I’ve never accepted that Joyce’s works are classed prose and not poetry.
Labels:
fiction,
genre,
james joyce,
poetry,
poetry v. prose,
prose
2.18.2020
2.17.2020
under grandeur, grandeur under
The business of the poet and novelist is to show the sorriness underlying the grandest things, and the grandeur underlying the sorriest things.
—Thomas Hardy, from 1885 notebook; quoted in The Life of Thomas Hardy, p. 171
—Thomas Hardy, from 1885 notebook; quoted in The Life of Thomas Hardy, p. 171
2.16.2020
little done well
Most poems fail because they accomplish very well so little.
Labels:
accomplish,
ambition,
fail,
subject
2.15.2020
the time it took
He said he’d written the poem only today, which was true, as much as it was true that the poem had been composed over the better part of his life.
Labels:
composition,
life,
time,
today
2.14.2020
2.10.2020
members only
A poet who desperately wanted to join club Avant-Garde.
Labels:
avant garde,
club,
join
2.09.2020
priceless poetry
Poetry stands in resistance to this commercial culture. It is not about acquiring material wealth; instead, it’s about human insight, genuine human connectivity, and promotes mindfulness and awakening. In that way, poetry is priceless.
—Arthur Sze, Tricycle: The Buddhist Review, Interview with Arthur Sze by Kenji C. Liu, Jan 26, 2020.
—Arthur Sze, Tricycle: The Buddhist Review, Interview with Arthur Sze by Kenji C. Liu, Jan 26, 2020.
Labels:
arthur sze,
awakening,
commercial,
culture,
human,
insight,
material,
mindfulness,
priceless,
wealth,
what's poetry for
2.04.2020
wait it out
He’d become much more willing to wait for a poem to come.
Labels:
inspiration,
time,
wait
2.03.2020
2.02.2020
red zone
When writing the last 20 lines of a poem, the poet is in the red zone.
[On Super Bowl LIV Sunday]
[On Super Bowl LIV Sunday]
2.01.2020
solo act
The poetry reading turned into a one-person play.
Labels:
drama,
performance,
play,
poetry reading
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)