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Wednesday, May 22, 2013

i write poems (Shange)

people keep tellin me to put my feet on the ground
i get mad & scream/ there is no ground
only shit pieces from dogs horses & men who dont live
anywhere/ they tell me think straight & make myself
somethin/ i shout & sigh/ i am a poet/ i write poems/
i make words/ cartwheel & somersault down pages
outta my mouth come visions distilled like bootleg
whiskey/ i am like a radio but i am a channel of my own
i keep sayin i do this/ & people keep askin what am i gonna do/
what in the hell is goin on?

Ntozake Shange, from "Advice"

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Question

If we are not asking questions,
we are nothing.

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Tuesday, May 21, 2013

The fury of oblivion (Corpi)

Nothing is fixed or perpetual
not rain
or seed
or you
or I
or our grief
in this world that is bleeding
because we're forever cutting paths
opening our way along unfamiliar roads
conquering the fury of oblivion verse by verse.

Lucha Corpi, from "Winter Song"

On fiction

Fiction is broken
because we are breaking.

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Monday, May 20, 2013

I Can Ask (Pratt)

...I can ask
for you: that you'll know evil when you smell it;
that you'll know good and do it, and see how both
run loose through your lives; that then you'll remember
you come from dirt and history; that you'll choose
memory, not anesthesia; that you'll have work
you love, hindering no one, a path crossing
at boundary markers where you question power;
that your loves will match you thought for thought
in the long heat of blood and fact of bone.

Minnie Bruce Pratt, from "Poem For My Sons"

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New poems

+10

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Sunday, May 19, 2013

On anti-tech writers (Harkaway)

...mainstream literary and “high” culture is showing a weird tendency to wall itself off from the reality of technology, and that this tendency risks marginalising what has been the central thread of cultural discourse for a long time. That may be natural wastage, but it’s still wastage, and what’s worse is that it leaves an otherwise informed, liberal decisionmaking class poorly informed about science and technology at a moment when they need very much not to be. That’s bad news for our politics, as if we needed more. If you’re not sure I’m right, consider the Auster/Coetzee letters. There’s a section which is bound to have many literati nodding sagely, where Coetzee details his reluctance to engage with modern technology. That’s like saying you’re reluctant to engage with music, the automobile, or death. It’s fine, you can write novels without those things, but they will be divorced from reality in a fundamental way, and the core of literary writing is on some way a search for truth, and specifically in most cases a search by reduction to what’s important, to identity and self. Those things are not disconnected from technology, and never have been. Identity now is partly shaped by technology, and by a society which is technological in the substrate. If new technology is an inconveniently awkward fit with your poetic perception, that’s a problem for you, and not one you can solve by pretending it does not exist.

Nick Harkaway

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Joiners

Don't belong to;
participate in.

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Saturday, May 18, 2013

3 quotes (Winter)

Failure is a comfortable place, it locates you within a familiar frame. Success thrusts you into new territory.

Sensitive people...are the most insensitive of people. They are sensitive only to what hurts them.

You have to be motivated by love, guided by reason.

Michael Winter, from This All Happened

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Friday, May 17, 2013

Objectivity

We don't create deity
for omniscience, for omnipotence,
but for objectivity.

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Thursday, May 16, 2013

Meaning

It means what it is.

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Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Marvelous (Kowit)

'...in this world nothing is more or less marvelous than anything else.'

Steve Kowit, from "A Trick"

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Seduction

A seduction is more than an offering.

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Tuesday, May 14, 2013

What I do

It seems to me that most MFA programs would discourage, if not condemn, most of what I do. And I want to do what I do, not what they do (which isn't a criticism of what they do—but they have enough people doing it and don't need me to do it too). If I don't (and I don't) do what I do as well as I should or as well as I could, well, that gives me a goal. But the advice of a celery-reseller is going to be of limited use to someone trying to develop a market for salsa.

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Monday, May 13, 2013

Current data

All else being equal, we are best advised by current data.

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Sunday, May 12, 2013

Indeed

Much of what we consider normal is very strange indeed.

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New poems

+10

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Saturday, May 11, 2013

Eh?

The better I learn to listen,
the more I have to say.

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Friday, May 10, 2013

"Sex"

Breakwater Review, associated with the creative writing MFA program at the University of Massachusetts, Boston, has accepted my poem "Sex" and will be publishing it in their next issue!

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Erring

I'd rather err toward idiosyncrasy
than toward conformity.

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