Reinventing the Life of a Poet in the Modern World

Category: Poets in Action (Page 12 of 15)

Poets on Cable TV

JdPoets on International Cable News!

Last week I went to Phoenix to see the opening show of Cher's Dressed to Kill tour. While Monsieur Big Bang and I were there we flipped through the channels of our hotel's cable and stumbled upon RT TV or Russia Today. Similar to CNN, this cable news station is apparently gaining popularity in the US. According to Wikipedia, "In 2011 it was the second most-watched foreign news channel in the U.S. after BBC World News."

As we tuned in, the show airing referred to RT as "radical thought" and first aired a soapbox video from a gun advocate and his suspicions about the US government. That was followed by the "spoken word artist" Jamie Dunmore reading an environmental poem called "My Call to Humanity" in full and live on the program. I was stunned at how much airtime this show gave him. And then, as if that wasn't radical enough, they interviewed him about his thoughts on how to challenge government propaganda and consumerism! Crazy!

Watch his peformance on RT
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GhostadvPoets on Ghost Hunting Reality Shows!

When I came home from seeing Cher in Phoenix, I immediately had started a week of nightshift work supporting the website of ICANN during their Singapore meeting. To keep myself awake, I watched crime shows like Snapped or anything on ID network, or, if Monsieur Big Bang is up, we like to watch ghost shows.

I must say, I'm not always convinced these shows find any ghostly evidence. I think most of what spooks us can be explained by normal events. The rest is either wishful seeking or will explained some day by future scientific discoveries. That is not to say I don't believe in life after death or ghosts per se. I am just not convinced these shows have found the chatty corpse. However, I am addicted to these shows nonetheless.

I'm fascinated by what spooks us and am  fascinated by a good old ghost story, the ability to tell a story that seizes the heart of the listener and manipulates their fears. There's a craft to it. Torhoue

So I was thrilled last night when I came upon an episode of Ghost Adventures from Season 7 in 2012 called "Tor House." The house was built in Carmel, California, by poet Robinson Jeffers and show spends a good portion of the beginning with readings of Jeffers' poetry, particularly as it relates to the location and his theories about ghosts. 

They read his poem "The Ghost" in full at the top of the show.

There is a jaggle of masonry here, on a small hill
Above the gray-mouthed Pacific, cottages and a thick-walled tower, all made of rough sea rock
And Portland cement. I imagine, fifty years from now,
A mist-gray figure moping about this place in mad moonlight, examining
the mortar-joints, pawing the

Parasite ivy: "Does the place stand? How did it take that last earthquake?" Then someone comes
From the house-door, taking a poodle for his bedtime walk. The dog snarls and retreats; the man
Stands rigid, saying "Who are you? What are you doing here?" "Nothing to hurt you," it answers, "I am just looking
At the walls that I built. I see that you have played hell
With the trees that I planted." "There has to be room for people," he answers. "My God," he says, "That still!"

The ghost hunters speculate on his predictions in the poem and the coincidences they have Robisonjeffersexperienced during their production of the episode, which is the 50th anniversary of his death at the house in 1962.

This is one of many favorite uses, among many, of poetry: going beyond aesthetics to mine poetry for practical information based on a topic, in this case ghosts.

The show's participants sat around a table and thumbed through Jeffers' books of poetry, asking questions and looking for clues to his theories about the paranormal, particularly his Stone Tape Theory which they describe and find evidence of in his poem called "Carmel Point"

The extraordinary patience of things!
This beautiful place defaced with a crop of suburban houses—
How beautiful when we first beheld it,
Unbroken field of poppy and lupin walled with clean cliffs;   
No intrusion but two or three horses pasturing,
Or a few milch cows rubbing their flanks on the outcrop rock-heads—
Now the spoiler has come: does it care?
Not faintly. It has all time. It knows the people are a tide   
That swells and in time will ebb, and all
Their works dissolve. Meanwhile the image of the pristine beauty   
Lives in the very grain of the granite,
Safe as the endless ocean that climbs our cliff.—As for us:   
We must uncenter our minds from ourselves;
We must unhumanize our views a little, and become confident
As the rock and ocean that we were made from.
 

Particularly they focus on the line "lives in the very grain of the granite." They also find something in the poem "Granite and Cypress."

Then they do a full, dramatic "on location" reading of the poem "Inscription for the Gravestone." Their shared performance of the poem are both funny and moving. I'm amazied just that they are doing it!

In discussing his death bed, they read from "The Bed by the Window."

I chose the bed downstairs by the sea-window for a good death-bed
When we built the house, it is ready waiting,
Unused unless by some guest in a twelvemonth, who hardly suspects
Its latter purpose. I often regard it,
With neither dislike nor desire; rather with both, so equalled
That they kill each other and a crystalline interest
Remains alone. We are safe to finish what we have to finish;
And then it will sound rather like music
When the patient daemon behind the screen of sea-rock and sky
Thumps with his staff, and calls thrice: 'Come, Jeffers.'

Then they interview the staff. Archivist/writer Joan (Meyers) Hendrickson tells of a ghostly experience she had where she heard keys jangling in the lock and saw an apparition cross a room to a window. She wrote a poem about the experience called "Revenant" which she reads on the show. I loved her line, "the long deceased stone mason come to visit the reliquary that held his heart".

Like all ghost shows, this one finds random, non sequitur EVPs (electronic voice phenomena) and possibly a video apparition outside Hawk Tower which could be explained by video calibration. They do debunk some orbs and the humming of a piano wires which occurs when the host starts to talk too loud.

You get a tour of the beautiful grounds of Tor House and the coast of California and learn a bit about Robinson and his mystic-wife Una. You see the artifacts of his life including his writing desk. It was like visiting a writers house on Book TV but with an EVP recorder and a SB7 spirit box.

The Travel Channel page on the show with clips from the show
Access to watch the full episode on Amazon or iTunes

  

Stuff in the Mail: Essays, Books & Magazines

FlattThe Academy of American Poets sent me my 2014 membership card. Have I mentioned I love membership cards. They’re so clubby. Like having a card for the neighborhood pool. The Academy is really excited about their new card design. I mean it’s okay. Kind of hard to read and it uses the same Arial-like font everyone seems to be using these days. Some marketing firm must be recommending this font to everyone. It’s the new Georgia O’Keeffe museum font, too.  It seems so uncreative for these creative organizations. The Academy also tells me that my membership card symbolizes my (underlined) extraordinary commitment. I’ve only been a member for year so this seems a bit much. Three pages later,  they just want me to renew early. Like nine months early. All this is interesting but I just want my next copy of American Poet which I haven’t seen in a while.

I caught up on my American Poetry Review, the Jan/Feb 2014 issue which had some good things per usual.  Many good poems in this issue: William Kistler, Nate Pritts (who does the H_NGM_N  online journal). I don’t always like juxtapositioned, accumulated nonsense poems but I did like Taria Faizullah’s, especially “Confabulation.” She had punching last lines. I also liked the vague poem “Things by Their Name…” by Circe Maia. And Jason Schneiderman’s “White Boy” and  Caroline Pittman’s “Not Everything is a Metaphor” and Matthew Lippman’s “Blowhole.”

There’s a small essay by Robert Pinsky about coming back to a poem years later, compressing it and making it more explicit and how this felt like a translation project. Mira Rosenthal has a good review/essay on some new books of translation. She talks about the connection between a reader and a poem from another language and trying to feel out the translator’s approach as a reader.  There’s an interview with Ellen Bass. Joy Ladin also walks the thin line between poems of sense, non-sense and silliness and questions where nonsense poetry breaks down for readers.  There’s an informtive essay revisiting William Blake and an amazing, amazing essay by Stephen Burt on the simile and the work  the word“like” does, an essay that is so meandering and comprehensive.  It effectively breaks down the technology of the simile and extrapolates this how poetry works at all by assuming certain similarities (likes) between reader and writer.

I recently bought FLATT Magazine for a Cher interview (FLATT is a philanthropic arts organization that “celebrates creative entrepreneurs and contemporary philanthropic ideas”) and the somewhat substantial magazine is filled with art, photos and interviews and, surprise, some poetry. This issue had two poets. The poems were not quite clichéd but not fully original either. “Poetic Narrative” by Marc Straus (with artwork by Bruce Robbins) was my favorite of the two represented. His were lyrics with a lot of juxtapositioned, random lines. But there was still an undercurrent of a story about a father. These poems reminded me of William Carlos Williams because they were written from a doctor’s point of view.

The poems  also contained a lot of scene-setting, some interesting lines like “Rivers drowned in each others’ mouths” and class issues touched upon in “He went to the suburb where/they judge your lawn” and American critique: “He said that 90 inch drapes were 89 inches long. /That one inch made America rich.” The other poet Jason Armstrong Beck was included with a poem called “Dust Storm” mostly a visual study. Beautiful magazine had there were typos that drove me nuts.

Books I’m Reading

Not much to post this week because I’m deep in the middle of three books which were recently delivered to me:

MedMy Emily Dickinson by Susan Howe: I heard about this book in my ModPo MOOC class last year. Since the book was billed as a new format of arts criticism, I bought it more as a reference for a pop-culture study of Cher I’m working on. Maybe this structure will be useful to see. It’s very fragmentary, like you would expect from a Language poet book. It’s interesting and beautiful in its own way but I’m not sure it appeals to my own style and obsessive need to sort and organize a subject. But that's more about me.

  

 

NineNine Gates by Jane Hirshfield: This book was recommended in one of my classes last year with Barbara Rockman. It started out slow as molasses. In fact, I found it hard to concentrate on the first essay about concentration! But I’m really loving it now that I’ve found my way into its rhythms. Loving the essay on translations at the moment.

 

 

EarThe Hungry Ear, Poems of Food & Drink edited by Kevin Young: I love poems. I love to eat. So how could I not love a collection of poems about food?  This book was a Christmas present to myself this year.

 

 

  

 

KochNew Addresses by Kenneth Koch:  This is my first eBook of poetry! I received a Kindle Paperwhite for Christmas from Monsieur Bang Bang. I just finished three research books using this thing for my Cattle Trail project. Looking forward to the first book of poetry.

 

 

 

Will dutifully report back on my findings.

  

Stuff in the Mail: Science Fiction Poetry Association

SlReceived my latest journals of science fiction poetry, Star*Line and Dwarf Stars. I have enjoyed my membership in the Science Fiction Poetry Association and will renew soon.

Denise Dumars talks about Eliza Griswold's Afghan Women poetry piece that was recently featured in The Poetry Foundation podcast and the June 2013 issue of Poetry magazine.

Speaking of Poetry magazine, I back-ordered the February 2013 issue for
Poetrymag its feature on Joan Mitchell. I always enjoy my individual copies of this infamous journal but I've never been able to bring myself to purchase a subscription. I'm not sure why that is. Do I associate this journal too much with being the gatekeeper of the canon? APR is kind of a gatekeeper too and yet I subscribe to that. 

But there I'm swayed by APR's on-the-ground style newspaper format. I'm so transparent. Anyway, I really enjoyed Poetry's notebook commentary by W.S. Di Piero.

 

Stuff in the Mail: Totes, Journals, Funnies


WhitmanWalt Whitman Tote

Did Walt Whitman think one day he's be the inspiration for so many tote bags? What would he make of it if he had known?

I re-subscribed to the Academy of American Poets (mostly for their journal) but since then, I've received three more letters from them (September 19, October 4 and October 11). One is asking me to renew (this must have gone out before I renewed online), one thanking me for renewing, and one offering me a "small commemorative Walt Whitman canvas tote" for an additional $35. I was highly interested in this tote and now have one. I went online today to see if I could find a picture of it (so I wouldn't have to take one) and I found a quite amazing bouty of Walt Whitman tote bags which have been created for some purpose or other.

I guess the idea of a tote bag and Walt Whitman go together like ramma lamma lamma, ka dinga da dinga dong. View the plethora of Walt Whitman totes out there in the world!

The Poetry Society also sent me a post card (Poetry, I too, write it.) letting me know that I can enter their annual contest for free because I'm a member. But I don't think I'm still a member.

Journals

PlFor my birthday I asked for a one-year subscription to Poetry London, four issues a year. My parents ended up getting me a two-year subscription (which was a bit pricey considering the trans-atlantic mailing costs). I haven't yet made up my mind about this journal. Maybe after 8 issues I will.

This Autumn issue to the left sat on our coffee table for two weeks while I was reading it. My husband, Monsieur Big Bang, kindly asked me to remove it a few days ago because he was tired of looking at that poet's bemused mug.

In the two issues I have, about 22 pages are devoted to poems and the last 30 pages are devoted to a huge amount of book reviews sprinkled with an interview or two.

I really enjoy the international selection of writers (which is why I also like Scottish Poetry Library newsletter), and I admire how many book reviews this journal tackles, including published "pamphlets." Since there are so many, they could be shorter but then again I admire the journal for giving new books so much space and attention (and organized in small  thematic groups) and I do find I learn new perspectives from these longer reviews. The poems are varied in style (from forms to experimentals) although I tend to like American Poetry Reviews varied selection better for some reason. What I'm not sure I like is the journal format. It's a huge journal and both the cover and inside paper are very thick. One thing that most irks me about AWP's The Chronicle magazine is their use of wide margins between unjustified column text. Reading that magazine is headache inducing. But Poetry London gets the multiple-column, unjustified text layout just right, thankfully.

The autumn issue has a good opening essay about risk taking, some poems I liked by Timothy Donnelly, Crissy Williams, Penelopy Shuttle, David Lehman, Jason Schneiderman, Nuar Alsadir, and Greg Delanty, an interview with Glyn Maxwell. The Autumn issue has poems I liked from Christopher Middleton and Mathew Dickman and an interview with Daljit Nagra on his recent reinterpretation of the Ramayana.

Email Funnies

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My fiction-writing friend Julie also emailed me this very funny link to 30 Awkward Moments From Your Creative Writing MFA from BuzzFeed. The list was all very true and funny, but I absolutely loved the re-creation of the rejection letter: Charlie Bucket opening his golden ticket that says, "HA! REJECTED  GO FUCK YOURSELF Thanks for the App Money $" There's a version two of this graphic later on that is just as funny.

I also loved the puppy dog pic attached to "When feted, laureled, Pulitzer-anointed visiting authors tell you
that publication’s not important, and you should write as if no one’s
reading." If you're part of the Creative Writing MFA army, definitely check it out.

 

Poetry Podcast Checkup

While I was driving out to Phoenix in August to meet the writing group, I listened to hours of interesting podcasts. I've been meaning to list them here (but the big-bad move got in the way).

PbsI started early in the morning with PBS News Hour poetry podcasts, both current episodes and ones from last year.

HIGHLY RECOMMENDED: A podcast on the book Facing the Wave: A Journey in the Wake of the Tsunami by Gretel Ehrlich, a book about the Japanese tsunami survivors. She quotes William Stafford who said, a "poem is an emergency of the spirit." She talks about "beauty framed by impermanence" and how "you have to be alive to die."

– HIGHLY RECOMMENDED: A podcast with Eliza Griswold who visits Afghanistan to learn how an ancient Afghan oral folk poetry form has adapted to tell the story of the modern life for Afghani women.These anonymous poems are highly subversive and cover comments about penis size, sex and rage at the Taliban in a protected, collective poetry form without authorship. Afghani women are not allowed to write poems and could be put to death for attempting to. You can read more about Griswold's project at Poetry Foundation: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/media/landays.html.

As a contrast to all the poets I've been reading who deal with identity
and language struggles, these first two podcasts reminded me how meaningful and useful a
simple witness poem, all arguments aside, can be.

RECOMMENDED: A podcast interviewing Richard Blanco and some behind-the-scenes information about how an inaugural poem comes to be, about starting with a theme, trying to tap into a universal question, how an inauguration committee picks one poem from several that a poet submits. It's interesting to learn Blanco is a whiz at math, which is why he started out as an engineer.

RECOMMENDED: A podcast interviewing
editor Charles Henry Rowell about underappreciated African-American poets for a new anthology called "Angles of Ascent." Rowell quotes work I want to explore more, including Rita Dove (although I've been a fan of hers for years), Terrance Hayes and Natasha Trethewey.

–A podcast interviewing David Ferry

–A podcast catching up with Gerald Stern. They discuss how he views his old poetry against his new poetry and how there was not a single book he can remember in his parents' house growing up, only  issues of  Look Magazine.

HIGHLY RECOMMENDED: A podcast covering the new anthology The Hungry Ear. Joy Harjo reads a poem called "Perhaps the World Ends Here" about life around the kitchen table. I crave this book! Just added it to my wish list.

SplThen I moved over to some Scottish Poetry Library podcasts. These are longer in form and never disappoint. As I started to listen to them I found myself lost in a shortcut I was taking through rual Arizona, between Holbrook and Phoenix. I almost had a panic attack but found these podcasts very calming. How bad can things be happening when you're listening to someone talk about poetry?

RECOMMENDED: A podcast about poet George Szirtes and his positive thoughts on modern technology like blogging and twitter ("energy makes energy; the more you do, the more you can do; things grow out of things; technology changes the terms; imagination flows into available spaces. Why not [try and] see what else you are?"). They also discuss 1960s pop music and his poems based on Alfred Hitchcock and the song "Mony Mony."

–A podcast with Polish poet Tadeusz Dąbrowski and his war against post-modernism and empty allusions. To him language is reality. Hey says poets don't admit it but they write to be liked and accepted. He feels poetry should not be only for specialists. Although he often forgoes adding titles to his poems because he feels titles can explain too much. 

RECOMMENDED: A podcast with Australian poet Kona MacPhee and all her various career experiences, her interest in science fiction, and how "poems rub up against biorphgaical symbols." Like Richard Blanco, MacPhee had an interest in math and music before poetry and is interested in how we can "pack info into a small space" like a poem or computer code and how she's interested in the intersection of disciplines.

HIGHLY RECOMMENDED: Tracey S. Rosenberg runs a podcast round table on the art of dealing with rejection letters and why "nobody feels comfortable talking about it." This was a great little podcast on working through submissions as they have an affect on your self-esteem, time and energy levels.  Are you being rejected? Is your work being rejected? Or are you often just rejected by timing and all the factors over which you have no control. Also, they discuss how far you can edit yourself in service of finding acceptance in journals. "You can't edit what you don't know."

RECOMMENDED: The last podcast I listened to on this trip covered language identity with Singapore poet Alvin Pang. I didn't get to finish this one but I was intrigued by his discussion of how how alienated Mandarin, Malaysian and Tamil-speaking writers are from each other due to their language differences, even though they share such a small space geographically. Pang also talks about using whimsy in resistance poetry, saying sometimes the "fool is the only one who [is allowed] to laugh at the King and get away with it." Pang says to just be a poet today is political because you're not doing what society expects of you. He also talks about the influence nursery rhymes had on his poetry.

I had so many more podcasts dowloaded to enjoy on the way home to Santa Fe but I think I was a little burned out by writing-chat because I played my iPod all the way home.

 

New Poetry Stuff I Get in the Mail: American Poetry Review

AprI received a new issue of American Poetry Review in the mail while I was moving. I started reading it last week and am half-way through. 

I've had the magazine for a full year now it's time to decide whether or not to resubscribe. I subscribed as a benefit to joining the Poetry Society of America for a year at $45. PSA offered 20% off the subscription price of APR or a handful of other literary journals.

I think I'll continue another year. I like the essays and the variety of poetry styles in every issue, although I do see a recurring batch of authors appearing over and over, which is an odd thing to notice in only six issues.

I am rethinking rejoining PSA. Aside from the bookmarks they send me, most of the benefits involve events in New York City. A subscription to APR is only $25 a year. I might instead just subscribe to another journal on their list, like The Boston Review, which is quite affordable as well. Both of these subscriptions would be less in total than a yearly PSA membership. It's a good organization. I loved the subway posters they did when I lived in New York City area in the 1990s; but I'm not able to make good use of my membership being here in New Mexico.

JamesfrancoAnyway, in the current issue of APR, I enjoyed Lucie Brock-Broido's riffs on fame in the poems "Fame Rabies" and "Dove, Abiding." There's an interesting overview of Denise Levertov in honor of a new collected book coming out. I liked Robin Becker's "In Montefiore Cemetery," the end of "Wearing Mother's High School Ring" and the "Late June Owl" poem.  The essay "Judging Eichmann" is one of those essays in APR like that one about Americans and their obsessions with cars…you know it has something to do with conceptualizing ideas as a poet but they refrain from overtly giving you the connection. So for a moment the essay feels like a non sequitur.

I've just finished the Kazim Ali poems and interview (which goes into language poetry's ideas and how that served or didn't serve his coming out as a gay Muslim man). This interview was followed by two poems by actor James Franco about Hollywood and LA…which were very good and I resisted the urge to hate him because he's famous, randomly well-paid, and has written at least two good poems for a forthcoming book on Graywolf Press.

 

Poets Starting Presses

PoemgiftsAn entrepreneurial poet from my alma matter, University of Missouri-St. Louis, has started a business printing off poems in a business-model similar to iTunes, selling them one poem at a time.

Jennifer Tappenden started Architrave Press which sells poems individually printed on cardstock or sold as part of a subscription.

I've been thinking about subscribing to this for a while. These poems would be great to frame and cover office walls with or as items to include in snail-mail letters.

Find more about the press at: http://www.architravepress.com/

Or visit her online store at: http://architravepress.storenvy.com/

I read about her in my alumni magazine. I love hearing about poets who are thinking outside the book…in truly productive and community-affirming ways.

Sometimes I get the feeling the state of poetry isn't so far from the state of the 2013 Video Music Awards, with Miley Cirus writhing around in a bra and panties, with her tongue hanging out, waving a big foam finger. Then some reporter on CBS interviews Cher (because her new album drops on Tuesday) and goads her into saying a bunch of negative things about how soulless and cynical and artless Miley's performance was. Then the next day Cher has bitch-slayers-regret and apologizes for allowing herself to be encouraged to be so harsh about a fellow female performer all for the  drama of some network ratings.

Meanwhile, nobody's reading poetry because, although it's full of all the same drama, bitchiness and narcisism, it doesn't involve wigs and near-nudity.

 

Monsieur Big Bang’s Long Lost Poem

PascalFor some reason, all my imaginings of a "monsieur" look like this…a painting of Louis Pascal.

Anyway, after we moved, Monsieur Big Bang dug through some of his old boxes and came upon a poem in his oeuvre, this little gem he sent to some Overland Park-area newspaper in Kansas when he was a little kid. According to the clipping, he was living at 8489 Farley.

Here is the poem in its entirety:

To my Valentine for a start.
To my Valentine with all my heart
.
To my Valentine I love you so.
To my Valentine you're not my foe.
To my Valentine I wish you were mine.
To my love please be my Valentine.

He said, based upon the address, he was in fourth grade, age nine. Isn't that cute?

 

A Book About Neighbors


GoneI've just posted a recent interview with Gwendolen Gross, novelist and author of When She Was Gone, as well as many other books. Wendy (and Ann Cefola) and I graduated from the same MFA class at Sarah Lawrence College (back in the olde pre-Internet days).

We discuss the border between our personal lives and our sense of our neighborhood,
how to assemble a novel with a "gravitational" central character who
drives the story, the motives of characters and opportunities of plot,
pacing and point of view.

Interview with Gwendolen Gross, author of When She Was Gone

Poets on Stamps

Modernists

While we were at our local post office trying to get our
mailbox key (attempt failed), Monsieur Bang Bang picked up a catalog of
collectors stamps available now. He was looking to see what the Georgia
O’Keeffe stamp looked like in the American Modernists set. He pointed out that
many of the modernists included in the set were from O’Keeffe’s modernist
circle of friends (although she never gets credit for being a modernist).

On page 20 of the catalog, I found there was a collection of
Twentieth-Century Poets. It’s on the same page as the O’Henry stamp and the
Bugs Life stamp. A fantastic juxtaposition. Anyway, the poets included
are not necessarily American-born and include in this order:

  • Joseph Brodsky
  • Gwendolyn Brooks
  • William Carlos Williams
  • Robert Hayden
  • Sylvia Plath
  • Elizabeth Bishop
  • Wallace Stevens
  • Denise Levertov
  • E.E. Cummings
  • Theodore Rothke

Poets

From the post office you can buy the stamps themselves in a
panel, or purchaser a ceremony program, a notecard set or a commemorative
panel  poster:  https://store.usps.com/store/browse/uspsProductDetailMultiSkuDropDown.jsp?productId=S_468808&categoryId=subcatS_S_Commemorative

Something nice to frame for your office wall.

 

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