I interviewed an Aussie poet once who said he liked to add a little 'stir'
to his poems. This has got a nice stir about it, tempered with a little
sugar.
Andrew
On 17/09/2007, kasper salonen <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
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> haha. very very cool. and I don't even take the thinly veiled insult
> as an insult! ;) good poetry always contains some phlegm &/or snot,
> it's a sign the lymphatic system is in order. or some system
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> KS
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> On 17/09/2007, Judy Prince <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> > Interp of the Myth of Sisyphus for Poetryetc
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> > Note: I wanted to write a poem about anything but this myth, but the
> muse wouldn't move.
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> > The Myth of Sisyphus was originally written by God in Greek, after which
> other languages got in the way before it came to us in English. Many people
> have translated (which means "put in their own thoughts") the myth such as
> Didacterus, Moll Strumpet and Shaksp the actor as well as Shake-speare the
> writer who doesn't exist. I'll just, to save time, summarize the myth even
> though I've never read it: Sisyphus rolls a +really big+ rock up a hill, it
> rolls down and so on and so on until S gets exhausted, slips, and gets
> squashed by the rock. Other people, though, would variously interpret the
> myth, such as the following Poetryetc members:
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> > Halvard Johnson has already put S.I.S.Y.P.H.U.S. on a word dartboard for
> future sonnets.
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> > Bob Marcacci snaps the rock.
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> > Anny Ballardini writes something about Italy that nobody understands.
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> > Patrick McManus created a skinny poem ending with VB lifting the rock
> off his cat dish.
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> > Sharon Brogan, overcome by smoke and wars, falls down (gracefully) while
> worrying about her unmade bed.
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> > Mark Weiss is in the barrio and can't be bothered.
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> > Kasper Salonen, between poetry-sneezes, notes the errors in S's
> operandi.
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> > Candice Ward conflates everything with everything (mostly in really old
> English).
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> > Robin Hamilton obfuscates in Celtic, Romani and Haggis, with the
> occasional lift of a URL---and is understood only by Dominus Fox and the
> Walker brothers, Martin and Christopher.
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> > Joanna Boulter, obsessed with the shape of the rock, is writing a
> toccata on the evolution of mushrooms.
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> > Roger Collett mutters "Forget the rock," and gets down to something
> useful.
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> > Roger Day (not to be confused by Roger Collett who IS Roger Day during
> the day) leaves another town to get another degree.
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> > Judy Prince thinks that S has a persistent problem with his balls.
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> > The rock now sits, tastefully decorated, in Peter Cudmore's music room.
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> > Peter (I'm not even going to get into that whole "two Peters" thing)
> Cicciarello visualizes the rock in a canal of rusty wordparts.
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> > Doug Barbour encourages S on each ascent and every time the damned rock
> starts to fall downhill.
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> > Ken Wolman thinks that S is (a) his father, or (b) a deceased opera
> singer.
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> > Jon Corelis is still scribbling words on a cocktail napkin in a Greek
> restaurant in Oakland, CA.
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> > Douglas Clark must consult one of his cats.
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> > Andrew Burke has written four novels, umpteen plays, and eleveny-million
> poems (some about rock) everywhere but in his own neighbourhood.
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> > Tad Richards is building a rock house in the middle of his stepfather's
> installation (talk about Sisyphusian!).
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> > Stephen Vincent and Max Richards have put the rock on level ground and
> taken it for a walk.
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> > Joe Green has dumped the rock into a Haleakala crater.
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> > Fred Pollack thinks he's Sisyphus.
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> > Joe Duemer has fled the country (ok, whatever country) with our
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> > David Bircumshaw is God and now writes in Latin rather than Greek.
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Andrew
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