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Glad your health is back on the way, Roberta. I am still getting glimmers of such between the onslaught of dark weathers. I think the disaster stirred up the whole Pacific climate. O well, most healthy thing - if one dare hope - is that the enormity of the tragedy has thrown or compelled Bush & Co. into a hitherto unexposed realm and activity of compassion - a place where the "terrorism" shield and the Fallujah demolition mentality seems to have, at least temporarily, been challenged as 24/7 global strategy. I don't suspect the war gods to disappear, but, at least, their current hegemony seems a bit broken. Yes, from a self-serving point of view, I will be interested, if you want, to read what you hear/see as the differences in tone, approach etc. between Carson's Sappho and Sleeping With Sappho. Stephen V Blog: http://stephenvincent.durationpress.com > Well, I am just tired today, Stephen, I think I finally got out of Conway MA, > even > though it's snowing. I was reading last night Carson's translation of Sappho > _If > Not, Winter_ which I was partly prompted to by your transmigrating > transmutations and which gave me more of the interior sense of your project. > I > can see how those brackets and spaces were a sort of lacunae that allowed you > to hear other words in them. > > I hope your virus is on the retreat, > > Rebecca > > > ---- Original message ---- >> Date: Tue, 4 Jan 2005 14:12:09 -0800 >> From: Stephen Vincent <[log in to unmask]> >> Subject: Re: The suckability of contemporary American poetry >> To: [log in to unmask] >> >> Thanks, Rebecca, for the sweet condolences. >> I finally figured out the craziness. My son tells me the 9.0 earthquake that >> preceeded the disaster created a wobble in the planet that ended up taking a >> second a day off the clock. I now attribute all this mad syllabic slippery >> free-for-all here (unless you're still stuck in Conway, Mass) to that little >> now empty space in the old clock, the one we're still living with, but maybe >> should abandon quickly. We got a void here. People are beginning to jump & >> etc. like crazy. What will be lost, was already lost?? There's a hole in the >> earth and it's leaking. Are implosions near? Are we spinning out of control, >> lost second by lost second. >> >> Is there a captain on the earth? Does he listen to or write poetry? >> >> Or has great poetry always been written by people who appear a second off to >> most everyone else, but right on 'real' time. >> >> Yeah, this is ridiculous. I mean nonsense. >> >> Is Mairead going to read in the Zinc Bar standing on her head? >> >> I mean like, back to work. >> >> Stephen V >> Blog: http://stephenvincent.durationpress.com >> >> >> >> >> >>>>> with which, I must say, I mostly agree, but now -- >>>>> subsequent to this enlightening discussion -- view as ridiculously >>>>> reductionist.) >>>> Did you mean to say, 'deliciously' reductionist? >>>> Or did the discussion hop some nonsensical boundary from which there is > no >>>> sensible return? >>>> Help me out before I get 'ridiculous'! >>>> >>>> Meanwhile not back in Conway, Connecticut but still viral, >>>> >>>> Stephen V >>> >>> Well, you see, Sharon, we started out in the land of 'suckableness' that >>> contemporary American poetry 'sucks' and sucks because it has to suck up > to >>> political correctness, which puts it in the most prestigious poetry journal >>> which >>> sucks, but which is necessary, sadly, in order to suck up to academic >>> departments for a job, >>> but at some point, >>> perhaps when the pink porky float in the parade passed by, >>> tossing out minties and mintos, Mairead on the roof changed it to >>> 'suckability' >>> which is the sort of boundary we all too seldom hop, nonsenically or not, >>> >>> for >>> something which is full of suckability, as poetry is, is sweet, like mints >>> or >>> milk >>> and honey or Stephen's honeysuckle he sucked on or the tender ends of > sweet >>> grass that I once did, and so ever since, we've all been >>> >>> deliciously >>> mad >>> >>> though I think, personally, that Stephen and I are currently the most >>> dementos, >>> since neither of us in Conway (that's MASSACHUSETTS, Stephen, NOT >>> Connecticut) >>> >>> but viral with our nerve endings singing like crickets, >>> >>> Rebecca >>> ---- Original message ---- >>>> Date: Tue, 4 Jan 2005 10:20:28 -0800 >>>> From: Stephen Vincent <[log in to unmask]> >>>> Subject: Re: The suckability of contemporary American poetry >>>> To: [log in to unmask] >>>> >>>>> with which, I must say, I mostly agree, but now -- >>>>> subsequent to this enlightening discussion -- view as ridiculously >>>>> reductionist.) >>>> Did you mean to say, 'deliciously' reductionist? >>>> Or did the discussion hop some nonsensical boundary from which there is > no >>>> sensible return? >>>> Help me out before I get 'ridiculous'! >>>> >>>> Meanwhile not back in Conway, Connecticut but still viral, >>>> >>>> Stephen V