8.30.2025
mistaken evaluation
It’s impossible for most poets to recognize that they’ve written something of little worth.
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recognize,
self-awareness,
value,
worth
8.28.2025
thoughtful poem
One of those I-think-this-I-think-that poems.
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digress,
stream of consciousness,
thinking,
thought
8.25.2025
alive like that
Model for a poem: A late summer field full of weeds and wildflowers, visited by butterflies and birds.
8.22.2025
8.20.2025
perceptible disappearnances
It is poetry that remarks on the barely perceptible disappearances from our world such as that of the sleeping porch or the root cellar. And poetry that notes the barely perceptible appearances.
[…]
Poets should exceed themselves—when demands on us are slack, we should be anything but. Pressing the demands of the word forward is not only relevant but urgent. If our country does not vigorously cultivate poetry, it is either poetry’s ineluctable time to wither or time to make a promise on its own behalf to put out new shoots and insist on a much bigger pot.
—C.D. Wright, from “Collaborating,” The Essential C.D. Wright (Cooper Canyon, 2025), edited by Forrest Gander and Michael Wiegers, 119-120
[…]
Poets should exceed themselves—when demands on us are slack, we should be anything but. Pressing the demands of the word forward is not only relevant but urgent. If our country does not vigorously cultivate poetry, it is either poetry’s ineluctable time to wither or time to make a promise on its own behalf to put out new shoots and insist on a much bigger pot.
—C.D. Wright, from “Collaborating,” The Essential C.D. Wright (Cooper Canyon, 2025), edited by Forrest Gander and Michael Wiegers, 119-120
8.18.2025
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8.12.2025
lonely pleasure
Often have I sighed to measure
By myself a lonely pleasure,
Sighed to think I read a book
Only read, perhaps, by me.
—William Wordsworth, “To the Small Celandine (Common Pilewort); To the Same Flower,” The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, p.338
By myself a lonely pleasure,
Sighed to think I read a book
Only read, perhaps, by me.
—William Wordsworth, “To the Small Celandine (Common Pilewort); To the Same Flower,” The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, p.338
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lonely,
one reader,
pleasure,
secret book,
william wordsworth
8.11.2025
then you're in it
Best if the scene is being set without the least sound of the backdrop coming down.
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backdrop,
background,
scene,
sound
8.09.2025
afterimages
One measurement of a poem is how much memory residue it leaves behind.
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effect,
measurement,
memory,
residue
8.08.2025
word well
For a poet, each word is a well: dark, deep, full of echoes, and the faint reflection of water.
8.06.2025
algebraic lyric
The lyric poem as an expression, an equation or an inequation (borrowing terms from algebra). As an expression, the lyric poem is a gesture, a stance, an outcry, without any particular shape or resolution. As an equation, the lyric becomes fully formed, taking shape and resolving itself. As inequation, the lyric grasps about but finds no shape or resolution in its utterance.
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algebra,
equation,
expression,
inequation,
lyric poem,
resolution,
shape
8.05.2025
self-reported
As poets and artists we tend to self-report our successes and breakthroughs.
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breakthrough,
self-report,
success
8.04.2025
always be closing
At poetry readings, I’ve seen poets who can’t even sell a few copies after having read from their book(s). This should be a cause for concern. You should be able to close the deal in the room.
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audience,
book sales,
close,
deal,
poetry reading
8.03.2025
quill of smoke
The rooftop
With a quill of smoke stuck in it
Wavers against the sky
In the dreamy heat of summer.
—Norman MacCaig, from "July Evening," The Poems of Norman MacCaig (Polygon, 2011), edited by Ewen MacCaig
With a quill of smoke stuck in it
Wavers against the sky
In the dreamy heat of summer.
—Norman MacCaig, from "July Evening," The Poems of Norman MacCaig (Polygon, 2011), edited by Ewen MacCaig
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image of note,
normam maccaig,
quill,
smoke,
summer
8.01.2025
for the few
Ad from late 70s, early 1980s...
9 OUT OF EVERY 10,000 AMERICANS PREFER CAMPARI
9 out of every 10,000 Americans prefer Poetry.
9 OUT OF EVERY 10,000 AMERICANS PREFER CAMPARI
9 out of every 10,000 Americans prefer Poetry.
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ad,
audience,
campari,
readership,
substitution of terms
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