Last Saturday, John made a number of proposals for the list. One of them,
amounting to establishing our own mini-canon by merit of poems having been
accepted by three rotating readers chosen from the list, particularly
impressed me. I like the idea of posting such work as gets past the
clappometer to, say, Arts Councils. At least they would know what we're at.
How do others feel about this? If positive, perhaps Ric, as the list's
guide and leader might start the ball rolling by nominating a reader at whom
we might aim our missiles. To avoid self-absorption we could, with their
permission, include non-listees work, poets who aren't on-line.
Another point, raised by (the forwarded) Keith,
>1) For non-British readers, the difficulties and expense of obtaining even so
>useful a print journal as _Parataxis_ are such as to offer by themselves a
>recommendation for this e-medium. With a $25 charge for every money order
>sent in sterling to Peter Riley or whatever bookstore, the ability of a list
>such as this to direct such print-purchasing as well as to supplement it is
>of real value.
If an enterprising U.K. bookseller should open a separate USDollar account
it would be possible to send a straight dollar cheque (check) and avoid the
horrific $25 charge.
Also if anyone is thinking of putting previous issues of small press
magazines on-line I'd be glad to help with some of the tappety tap.
Oh, here's a beautiful translation of Sarah Kirsch's poem "Der Milan" from
"The Bronte's Hats", Wendy Mulford and Anthony Vivis (trans.) published by
Reality Street.
Best,
Randolph.
THE KITE
Thunder. The red flames
Make much of beauty. The sharp trees
Fly throughout your whole body. A desolate bird
Fanned out in the wind and still unsuspecting
Sails through the air-currents. Has he fixed
You in his southern eye, me in his northern one?
How torn apart we are, and whole
Only in the bird's head. Why
Am I your servant not myself I could
Be with you then. In this electric summer
No one thinks of themselves and the sun
In a thousand mirrors is a terrible sight on its own
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