My Strong Preferences, Doug. Narrow-judging, I am, so I don't like too many
poems, that's for sure! I suspect the Silent Majority of petc folk have
Strong Preferences, as well, just p'raps not the same as mine. We'll never
know, will we?
Just found a nother poet whose works I like: Tyehimba Jess, Associate (or
Assistant) Prof of Creative Writing at U of Illinois, Urbana-Champaign. He
tunes his southside Chicago black vernacular beautifully!
And my still preference over all, except for the person known as Shaksper,
is Liz Bassett, lives in the UQ, I think. I've only been able to find three
of her poems, and am enthralled with their sparkle, dexterity,
surprise-making images, exquisite views, and witty form-al mastery. Maybe
I'll start Judy Press in order to get her poems out to more people.
Best,
Lifting Fork
2008/9/8 Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]>
> Gee, I'm not sure any poet has to tell us every thing or make footnotes for
> local references, which are nevertheless part of the personal system out of
> which the poem emerges, J.
>
> But I'm even more worried about demanding that a poem somehow make
> 'realistic' sense, that it tell a story (not that a poem can't, look at
> Frederick's work). This one moves, taking sharp turns that I rather enjoyed
> for their verve, their speed.
>
> Doug
> On 7-Sep-08, at 5:01 PM, Judy Prince wrote:
>
> R'Owl, I immediately loved this bcuz of the "swifts cloud" and its
>> continuing with "vertical face.....faux marble" and then I got lost, had
>> to
>> hop down from the truck's cab to see if the axles were still somehow
>> connected to the chassis.
>> You made me connect faux marble and glass, as if they were the same item;
>> then you forced me to wander around holding the word "sometimes" to which
>> there may've been a connect with its preceding bits or its next
>> bits....dunno which!
>>
>> Further, I have no notion what "find purchase" means, dunno what
>> Hammersmith
>> Palais and Whites are or where they may be, can't "see" eave-less walls,
>> sterile crops, naked skin on arctic ice, or fingers in volcanic ash---and
>> don't know why "they" still look for rest.
>>
>> If there's not some kind of narrative, I stop fighting with the words, and
>> fold up the email. And if the seemingly unrelated bits aren't fairly
>> concrete and NEW [fresh]--- {eave-less walls, sterile crops, naked skin on
>> arctic ice, fingers in volcanic ash}, then I wonder why you're torturing
>> me.
>> Kick it, then, don't just blat on the page and expect me to figure it all
>> out! I think you're hiding, and I naturally want to know what and why.
>>
>> Give you 24 hours to do make it real.
>>
>> Jud
>>
>
> Douglas Barbour
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> http://www.ualberta.ca/~dbarbour/
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> Latest books:
> Continuations (with Sheila E Murphy)
> http://www.uap.ualberta.ca/UAP.asp?LID=41&bookID=664
> Wednesdays'
>
> http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-from-aboveground-press_10.html
>
> A little planet blues, for the
> deathwatch.
> A season of rictus riffs.
>
> Dennis Lee
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