Sometimes you have to recast and recast the line like a fly fisherman over a stream of sullen trout. Ever hopeful that on one perfect presentation the line will suddenly draw taut.
6.19.2008
6.18.2008
no sense of decency
Often after reading a famous poet’s blurb on the back of a poetry book, the attorney Joseph Welsh’s well-known rebuke of Senator Joseph McCarthy comes to mind: “Have you no sense of decency, sir? At long last, have you left no sense of decency?”
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blurb,
decency,
famous poet,
rebuke
6.17.2008
6.16.2008
6.15.2008
line relationship
Finally, no particular line is valuable except inasmuch as it performs a dramatic function in relationship to other lines in a particular poem: one kind of line ending becomes powerful because of its relationship to other kinds of line endings.
—James Longenbach, The Art of the Poetic Line (Graywolf 2008)
—James Longenbach, The Art of the Poetic Line (Graywolf 2008)
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dramatic function,
james longenbach,
line,
line ending,
quote
6.13.2008
basic misunderstanding
Bad poetry begins with a misunderstanding of what poetry is.
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bad poetry,
misunderstanding,
poetry is
6.11.2008
6.09.2008
6.06.2008
6.05.2008
announce themselves
There are poets who announce themselves by how they dress. There are poets who announce themselves by the inventive ways they spell their names. And then there are poets who announce themselves with only a few words at the outset of a poem.
6.03.2008
three-dimensional almost
At one point in The Orchards of Syon (XXIII) I say ‘I write / to astonish myself’. This self-astonishment is achieved when, by some process I can’t fathom, common words are moved, or move themselves, into clusters of meaning so intense that they seem to stand up from the page, three-dimensional almost.
—Geoffrey Hill, Don’t Ask Me What I Mean,
edited by Clare Brown and Don Paterson (Picador, 2003)
—Geoffrey Hill, Don’t Ask Me What I Mean,
edited by Clare Brown and Don Paterson (Picador, 2003)
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astonish,
clusters,
common word,
geoffrey hill,
quote,
three-dimensional
6.02.2008
wannaBeats
It was a reading full of wannaBeats, but the magic of a specific time can't be reclaimed by declaiming in a similar style.
Labels:
magic,
poetry reading,
style,
times,
wannabeat
6.01.2008
cathedral and scaffolding
The poem was like a cathedral covered by scaffolding. There was beauty and wonder underneath but it could not be seen for all the critical attention.
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beauty,
cathedral,
critical attention,
scaffolding,
wonder
5.31.2008
home appliance rescues poem
When confronted with a particularly abstract meditation, I want to say to the poet, “What this poem needs is a toaster.”
5.27.2008
5.26.2008
5.25.2008
music of our misery
What is a poet? An unhappy man who in his heart harbors a deep anguish, but whose lips are so fashioned that the moans and cries which pass over them are transformed into ravishing music. His fate is like that of the unfortunate victims whom the tyrant Phalaris imprisoned in a brazen bull, and slowly tortured over a steady fire; their cries could not reach the tyrant's ears so as to strike terror into his heart; when they reached his ears they sounded like sweet music. And men crowd around the poet and say to him, "Sing for us soon again"—which is as much as to say, "May new sufferings torment your soul, but may your lips be fashioned as before; for the cries would only distress us, but the music, the music, is delightful.
—Søren Kierkegaard, from “A” in Either/Or: Parables of Kierkegaard, edited by Thomas Oden (Princeton, 1978)
—Søren Kierkegaard, from “A” in Either/Or: Parables of Kierkegaard, edited by Thomas Oden (Princeton, 1978)
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lips,
music,
parable,
philosophy,
søren kierkegaard,
suffering
5.24.2008
poetry / religion
The sign in the bookstore read: ‘POETRY/RELIGION’. Yes, I thought, they are beginning to understand that only faith sustains our genre.
5.22.2008
not-for-profit poetry
There are two kinds of poetry presses: IRS sanctioned 501(c)(3) nonprofits and de facto nonprofits.
Labels:
de facto,
non-profit,
poetry publishing,
small press
5.21.2008
blindspot
It seems I have a blindspot when it comes to visual poetry. I am vested in the fact that such a thing as a 'poem' can be made from the pure and simple resources of language.
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blindspot,
language,
simple means,
visual poetry
5.20.2008
5.19.2008
imaginative elsewhere
Poets dream within their imaginative elsewhere. In Scotland we live with very occasional illumination, so ours is actually a rather sunlit verse; by contrast, the Spanish poet is stalked by shadow.
—Don Paterson, The Blind Eye, Faber & Faber 2007
—Don Paterson, The Blind Eye, Faber & Faber 2007
Labels:
climate,
Don Paterson,
elsewhere,
imagination,
landscape,
quote,
Scotland,
shadow
5.18.2008
kindling
Unable to raise a flame from the kindling of the first few lines.
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first lines,
flame,
kindling
5.16.2008
5.15.2008
modulate this
Political poetry necessarily ranges beyond the modulation of literary poetry.
Labels:
literary,
modulation,
political poetry
5.14.2008
5.11.2008
multum in parvo
The phrase multum in parvo has always had a special significance for me. In its terse and compact Latin diction, it exemplifies exactly what it connotes: much in little. The archetype of brevity, however, is not easy to define. Abstraction, conciseness, symbolism, and imaginative potential are basic in the concept. A multiplicity of detail is concentrated into a unified principle, the particular is transformed into the universal, a largeness of meaning is conveyed with the utmost economy of means. This largeness of meaning should be accomplished by a dramatic impact, in a word: insight with a gasp.
—Carl Zigrosser, Multum In Parvo (George Braziller, 1965)
—Carl Zigrosser, Multum In Parvo (George Braziller, 1965)
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brevity,
concision,
gasp,
insight,
multum in parvo,
particular,
quote,
universal
5.10.2008
slow to stop
The longer the poem the more extensive the ending. An epic poem should avoid rapid deceleration. Or to put it another way, a freight train or line of barges doesn’t stop on a dime.
5.09.2008
5.08.2008
airport bookstore
Walking into an airport bookstore, behind me hundreds of people streaming in all directions to this or that gate and flight, and I realize how lucky I am to know the classics from the chaff.
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audience,
bookstore,
chaff,
classics,
popularity
5.06.2008
5.05.2008
5.04.2008
exotic & commonplace
Eliot was from the first a poet with a remarkable range of diction, and with a natural gift for the vividly memorable phrase. He was always consciously aware of the varied resources of English poetic diction and delighted to place an exotic word exactly, or to give us a sudden shock which the unexpected introduction of a commonplace word or phrase can provide.
—Helen Gardner, The Art of T.S. Eliot, E.P. Dutton & Co 1959
—Helen Gardner, The Art of T.S. Eliot, E.P. Dutton & Co 1959
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common word,
diction,
exotic word,
helen gardner,
quote,
t.s. eliot
5.02.2008
5.01.2008
prose poet
Prose poet: Escapee from the chain-gang of the line. He runs on, hearing the dogs in the distance.
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chain-gang,
line,
prose poetry
4.30.2008
limits of spoken word
Tough emcee: He once grabbed a skin-head poet by the short hairs and dragged the guy away from an open mike.
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emcee,
open mike,
poetry reading,
spoken word
4.28.2008
in front of the poet
In front of a new, genuine poet, you always experience the paradoxical and wonderful feeling that all of a sudden you understand a language so far unknown to you.
—Lucian Blaga (Romanian philosopher and poet, 1895-1951), The Élan of the Island, 1946
from A Blaga Anthology on CD, Dr R.T. Allen
—Lucian Blaga (Romanian philosopher and poet, 1895-1951), The Élan of the Island, 1946
from A Blaga Anthology on CD, Dr R.T. Allen
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lucian blaga,
new language,
philosopher,
poetry reading,
quote
4.27.2008
book ruins
I awoke one day shadowed by the ruins of stacked books.
Labels:
book collector,
books,
library,
reader,
ruins
4.26.2008
4.24.2008
load-bearing wall
Think of each line as a load-bearing wall: If the wrong one is broken through during revision, the whole structure of the poem collapses.
4.23.2008
zeitgeist
The zeitgeist is expressed more clearly by the obscure many than by the acclaimed few. It is within the ordinary gossip and buzz, within the thousands of unacclaimed poems, that poetry takes shapes. [295]
—Alice Fulton, “A Poetry of Inconvenient Knowledge,” Feeling as a Formal Language (Graywolf Press, 1999)
—Alice Fulton, “A Poetry of Inconvenient Knowledge,” Feeling as a Formal Language (Graywolf Press, 1999)
4.21.2008
4.20.2008
workshop character
The Ventriloquist’s Dummy: The person who practically hops up on the workshop leader’s lap, saying what he/she expects the workshop leader would want her/him to say about the poem.
4.19.2008
4.18.2008
4.17.2008
linebreak ache
Linebreak ache: experiencing a poet execute one of those overly clever linebreaks meant to call maximum attention to syntactic meaning or a word within a word.
4.16.2008
extraordinary ordinary
"Astonishing" is an epithet concealing a logical trap. We're astonished, after all, by things that deviate from some well-known and universally acknowledged norm, from an obviousness we've grown accustomed to. Granted, in daily speech, where we don't stop to consider every word, we all use phrases like "the ordinary world," "ordinary life," "the ordinary course of events." ... But in the language of poetry, where every word is weighed, nothing is usual or normal. Not a single stone and not a single cloud above it. Not a single day and not a single night after it. And above all, not a single existence, not anyone's existence in this world.
—Wislawa Szymborska (her acceptance address for the Nobel Prize in Literature)
—Wislawa Szymborska (her acceptance address for the Nobel Prize in Literature)
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astonishing,
existence,
extraordinary,
language,
normal,
ordinary,
quote,
wilslawa szymborska,
world
4.15.2008
writing and writing about
To write about poetry, I must be writing poetry.
Labels:
creative writing,
critical writing
4.14.2008
good shepherd
Poet, be a good shepherd of words! Tend them well, lead them watchfully into the bright pasture of the page.
4.13.2008
effortless poetry
It’s hard to get over the effrontery of a poem when obviously so little effort went into its making.
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craft,
effort,
effrontery
4.12.2008
4.10.2008
surface phenomena
But to fool one’s self that definitions are being reached by merely referring frequently to skyscrapers, radio antennae, steam whistles, or other surface phenomena of our time is merely to paint a photograph.
—Hart Crane, “General Aims and Theories”
—Hart Crane, “General Aims and Theories”
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definition,
hart crane,
photograph,
quote,
surface phenomena
4.08.2008
4.06.2008
4.02.2008
looking in all the wrong places
You have to get away from the anthologies. You have to find the poems less easily found/bound.
3.31.2008
the power under one's hand
At my desk I reach for a pen and realize that I’m at the console that controls the universe.
3.29.2008
simple means
Because of its simple means (language), the educated poor are deeply attracted by poetry. The privileged impoverishment of being a poet in this world.
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language,
poet in the world,
poverty,
privilege,
simple means
3.27.2008
being alive to poetry
Just as our body needs to breathe, our soul requires the fulfillment and expansion of its existence in the reverberations of emotional life. Our feeling of life desires to resound in tone, word, and image.
—Wilhelm Dilthey, “The Imagination of the Poet,” translated by Louis Agosta and Rudolf A. Makkreel, Poetry and Experience (Princeton U. Press, 1985)
—Wilhelm Dilthey, “The Imagination of the Poet,” translated by Louis Agosta and Rudolf A. Makkreel, Poetry and Experience (Princeton U. Press, 1985)
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body,
breath,
image,
philosophy,
quote,
tone,
wilhelm dilthey,
word
3.26.2008
different standards
It was a poem manufactured to meet precise critical standards; thus it failed the test of art.
Labels:
art,
critical theory,
fashion,
test
3.22.2008
switchbacks
Reading the poem was like descending a switchback trail of lines, stopping now and again to take in the view.
3.19.2008
debris reader
A poet is a vagrant reader, a debris reader: Cereal boxes, fortune cookies, instruction manuals, pill bottle labels, junk mail, coupons, ticket stubs. Any scrap of printed matter, no matter how inconsequential, may yield a revelation.
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debris,
poetic material,
printed matter,
reader,
revelation,
scrounge
3.18.2008
3.17.2008
make a raft
Wrecked and adrift on the high seas of language, lash the lines together and make a raft.
3.16.2008
peripheral vision
Some poems come from visions; while other poems are caught out of the corner of one’s eye.
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eye,
peripheral,
vision,
where poems come from
3.15.2008
uneducated eye
The Artist is uneducated, is seeing IT for the first time; he can never see the same thing twice.
[...]
The Public and The Artist can meet at every point except the—for The Artist—vital one, that of the pure uneducated seeing. They like the same drinks, can fight in the same trenches, pretend to the same women—but never see the same thing ONCE.
—Mina Loy, "The Artist And The Public," The Last Lunar Baedeker, edited by Roger L. Conover, The Jargon Society, 1982
(The first part of the above quote made me think of Monet and his iterations of haystacks, the Rouen Cathedral, poplars...)
[...]
The Public and The Artist can meet at every point except the—for The Artist—vital one, that of the pure uneducated seeing. They like the same drinks, can fight in the same trenches, pretend to the same women—but never see the same thing ONCE.
—Mina Loy, "The Artist And The Public," The Last Lunar Baedeker, edited by Roger L. Conover, The Jargon Society, 1982
(The first part of the above quote made me think of Monet and his iterations of haystacks, the Rouen Cathedral, poplars...)
Labels:
art quote,
mina loy,
seeing,
uneducated
3.13.2008
it was there all the time
A poem anyone could have written before someone did.
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ordinary,
originality
3.12.2008
doesn't sweat the small stuff
The translator takes faith in the universals (ocean, hunger, love, etc.) and lets the trivial matters tied to time or place take care of themselves or fall away.
Labels:
translation,
trivial,
universal
3.10.2008
3.09.2008
state of the art
The poetry book was carried in a brown paper sack that he’d raise to eyes now and again for a little peek.
Labels:
audience,
poetry book
3.08.2008
how it happens
320
The old woman came from Myli with a basket of tomatoes so she could enter my poem.
--Yannis Ritsos, from "Monochords," translated by Paul Merchant
In Pieces: an anthology of fragmentary writing, edited by Olivia Dresher, Impassio Press 2006.
The old woman came from Myli with a basket of tomatoes so she could enter my poem.
--Yannis Ritsos, from "Monochords," translated by Paul Merchant
In Pieces: an anthology of fragmentary writing, edited by Olivia Dresher, Impassio Press 2006.
Labels:
poetic material,
quote,
yannis ritsos
3.06.2008
tics not techniques
Eccentric capitalization or breaking the line within a word seem more like tics than poetic techniques.
Labels:
eccentric,
techniques,
tics
3.05.2008
book of forms: pantoum
A pantoum has the formal virtue of when you've read it once, it feels like you've read it twice. Or as Yogi Berra put it, "It's déjà vu all over again." But everyone should write one (and I mean that...just once is more than enough).
3.04.2008
3.02.2008
resplendent poetry
Words dynamically arrayed—resplendent poetry. (thinking of Olson)
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array,
charles olson,
dynamic,
words
3.01.2008
rope ladder
Climbing on words like a rope ladder, the poem must proceed by itself and complete itself. It is not that easy, slowly, very slowly.
—George Seferis, A Poet’s Journal: Days of 1945-1951, The Belknap Press (Harvard U. Press), 1974, translated by Athan Anagnostopoulos
—George Seferis, A Poet’s Journal: Days of 1945-1951, The Belknap Press (Harvard U. Press), 1974, translated by Athan Anagnostopoulos
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george seferis,
ladder,
quote,
rope
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